I am grateful for old friends. It was flattering to be called up by a buddy of mine with teenage kids today; they were in Victoria from Vancouver for the Rifflandia music festival and my pal wanted to know if I could be available in case anything went haywire on their trip. It’s nice to know he’d ask that of me. It was nice to chat on the phone and catch up.
I am grateful for a productive day. I was kid free with my nose to the grindstone for as long as I could be today, and I got a fair amount of cuss done.
I am grateful for a sleepover at our place, with 2 kids over here whom our kids were with last night. We had a fun backyard centred evening, complete with games, trampoline jumping, campfire songs, roasted hot dogs and bannock. By 9:30, they were well on their way to the land of nod. We’ll see how long that lasts. Here’s hoping!
I’m grateful for the parents of those kids, too. It really does take a village to raise kids, and I’m glad my village is populated with people I like.