Since moving back to Tennessee in March, we’ve been waiting and planning for a weekend when my best friend Karin and her kiddos could come for a visit.
Sidebar: Karin and I met in 2001 when we worked together at a doctor’s office. She became pregnant with her first child in 2003 at the same time when I was still grieving over our infertility. However, God saw fit to turn it all around with the sweetest gift of a birth mother due at the same time as my best friend. Divine timing prevailed – Karin gave birth to Ethan around 1 a.m. on September 9, just five hours after we welcomed Jeremy into the world on September 8 at 8 p.m. Our boys were buddies from the start – we made sure of it – and despite their two-year, Tennessee-Texas separation, they picked up right where they left off. (Jackson and Sidney are nine months apart and share a sweet friendship. Essentially, she’s the boss of him and he’s too laid back to care. It’s marriage material.)
They arrived Friday night and the activity was practically non-stop. The Miller Family reunion was Saturday afternoon so we brought along our friends, who the Millers welcomed with affection. The kids swam for nearly four hours in cousin Sharon’s pool (thank you!) and we all enjoyed some of the best home cooking we’ve ever had (amen!).
On Sunday we ran off to the mountains so we could throw the kids in the river.
These are the things that make childhood memories so wonderful.