These two groovy kids celebrated an anniversary on Friday:
Six children, five daughters-in-law/one son-in-law, 15 grandchildren, one great grandchild, and a number of pets later, Friday, June 11, marked what would have been their golden (50th) anniversary if Dad were still here.
In many ways, though, I feel Dad is still here ... somewhere. I feel like angels have been watching over us this past year during the pandemic (but I guess that's a post for another day).
The Bountiful Chalk Art Festival made its return to the sidewalks of Main Street last week. We took Leia out for a stroll to observe many of these incredible drawings. Among them were pieces drawn by (1) Biz and Kate and (2) McKenna.
Here's Leia, in front of Biz's and Kate's square:
McKenna had not yet completed her Alice in Wonderland-inspired project, but anyway here is what it looked like when we walked by:
Leia was very popular with the other festivalgoers (is ... is that a word?). She received a lot of attention everywhere we went. In fact, she was so overwhelmed by the time we stopped to chat with some friends of mine and their seven children—almost all of whom petted and fawned over her—that she soon grew tired and was raring to go home afterward.
So, that was a first.
Last weekend, Mom had a birthday—as she is wont to do each year. We got together as a family over at her house in West Bountiful to help her celebrate, because we are good kids like that.
JB baked these delicious cupcakes for the occasion:
I wish I had come up with the genius idea to get Mom this Grover T-shirt, which is a reference to our family's beloved children's story The Monster at the End of This Book:
