Summer Strawberries and Grass Soup

I came upon Luke the other day, sitting at the table, helping himself to some red, ripe strawberries.



He seemed to be enjoying every




single



bite.


Or at least he seemed to be enjoying one single bite of each strawberry.





Last week was crazy fun. The quantity (or lack thereof) of pictures is proof of that.

My Val came back for a visit! She and the kids stayed here with us, while Jordan was at a conference. He joined the party a few days later.

Lots of kids and toys and noise and lots of fun!

I had to keep reminding myself that this was just a visit, because really it felt a lot like old days.

We hung out in our jammies a lot and the kids watched movies and played.

The gang, minus Clara

The sleeping arrangements were haphazard, but we all did pretty good. But I was sleeping in my own bed so I might not have an accurate opinion.

Luke and Lainey, destined for each other

And when the weekend came, we went out for a double date!

We snuck (sneaked?) out the back door, as not to disturb the cutie sleeping in the office, and as we did, we discovered some leftovers of that mornings activities--Grass Soup.



Delicious! I am ready for another serving of that soup any time, so I hope another visit is just around the corner!