As with the closing of almost every weekend, by the time it reaches 9:oo PM...I'm struck with amazement that it's SUNDAY night already....and it's almost time to go to bed. Where in the world does our time fly off to? Must have been the haircuts and grocery trip Saturday morning. Or the all afternoon trip to the mountains that afternoon. (Owen knows about 2 sets of mountains; the Rockies and Appalacian. If we want to go to the Rockies, we head west on the sidewalk in front of our house. Me and Maggie walking, Owen on his hot rod (3 wheeler). Or, if he's full of energy we try to make it to the Appalacians...we get as far as Buffalo park, and become distracted with the swings and slides.
The above pictures were taken just a few hours ago at our our friends Mike and Emily's house. They just recently had a beautiful little boy, Quinton Donovan. I think on Friday we told the kids that we were going to visit "Baby Quinton" this weekend. They were so excited to go see the baby. Owen immediately raced into his room to find him a toy to play with. (I think he was expecting Quinton to be a little bigger).
If you didn't notice, I am in the picture. That is just for my good friend down in KC who said, "Your kids are great and all...but where are you in this blog?" Enjoy.