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weekend switch.
A family mish-mash. A switch. This weekend kids were all over, in other states and in other homes. Riley had a splendid experience hanging out with Emma and Jon. They shopped, cleaned and organized Emma’s house, watched movies and apparently ate large quantities of Italian cuisine. With a bit of a spur of the moment idea, Mosely was willingly whisked away to have her own adventure with this sweet family. She returned home with cupcakes, a huge smile and a bazillion stories she has not stopped sharing. (But sadly, no photo to insert here.) Our family did not just disperse children, however. We gained one new guy for the weekend…
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The Cereal Survey
Apparently, the Keigleys eat cereal in an odd manner. And by “apparently” I mean Emma says we do this. We’re kind of fastidious about the temperature of the milk. And by “we” I think I might mean Kevin. And by “fastidious” I mean that the milk must be at maximum possible coldness. As in, the pattern is always the same. Leave milk in fridge. Choose cereal. Pour cereal in bowl. Get spoon out of drawer. Face your body in the direction in which you plan to sit with your bowl of cereal. Quickly grab milk and quickly pour milk. Do not be the last person to get milk poured. Even if…
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An Update
Remember that one post where I talked about how tired I was of poor customer service at Wal-Mart? And how I vowed not to shop there for the entire month of March? Well. I haven’t forgotten about that promise. Or about the fact that I had more comments on that post than on any other. (Still not sure how that makes me feel exactly, but what can you do?) Anyway. It’s been two months now. Because that’s how I roll. Late. And I am pleased to announce – avoiding Wal-Mart has not actually been that difficult. At all. But I won’t lie. I will make my confession here. Declare my…
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You Have To See This
We are so crazy-blessed to have many framily and friends who are talented photographers. And I think maybe their lens does an even better job when they are looking at our kids. (Oh, you know I am just kidding. Other people’s kids are cute too.) But anyway, you should really see how cute Piper Finn and Beckett and Otto look here! Man – Emma . . . you rock!
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Now, THAT Was A Good Time
Friendship is a sheltering tree. -Samuel Coleridge There are just some people that you love to be around – aren’t there? People who make you laugh. Who make you feel good about being exactly who you are. Encouragers. People who are not naively optimistic but yet exude warmth and cheerfulness and hopefulness. I have a friend like that. And this past week she and her two adorable boys came to our house to hang out for a few days. We did a lot of silly little things (pretended our kitchen was an internet cafe and played on our laptops simultaneously). We seemed to eat a lot of food (like creating…
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Brought To You By . . .
As I said in the last post, it’s no small task for both Kevin and I to leave the state of South Carolina sans children. But leave it we did, if only for an overnight journey to Atlanta for that U2 concert I was raving about recently. And our adventure was brought to us by some wonderful people we like to call Emma and Sally. Or Aunt E and Oma. Or “Aunt Eeeee-muh” if you are two. How do you get to claim the title of sainthood anyway? Do you have to be Catholic? Or dead? Well, if those are the two primary requirements then I guess Emma and Sally…
