I Want a Big Puddle of Syrup!

I was ambushed soon after I arrived at Steve's house this morning, and it was a good ambush, too, one I didn't see coming.  Adele was masterful at leading me to my own destruction.  The kids were hysterical afterward. I felt loved.

On his own, Lewis found yesterday's pancakes in the fridge.  I offered to help.  He likes lots of syrup, just so you know.  This kid -- I can't get enough.

Adele showed me the art wall.  Many of the paintings are hers.

After church and lunch, quiet time was declared.  Kyle chose to improve his abilities with his birthday present.

Camille and Adele painted.  I twisted caps and opened bottles.

Both girls knew exactly what they wanted to paint.

Creativity often requires patience, and Camille has it in abundance.
When quiet time ended, Steve played the Bugs in a Rug game with Adele.  Fortunately, they won.

Kyle came in from archery and practiced another kind of bowing.

I enjoyed this very much.  So did Papa.

Kyle played quite a bit of Bach.

Then he moved to some fun music.

By this time, Janet was preparing for an extended family birthday party.  Her peanut butter bars were playing a large role.  I struggled to wait, but any snitching would have been too obvious.

Great-grandma Maughan brought a fruit salad.

The main course was tortilla soup.  It tasted as good as it looks.

Kyle's birthday was one being recognized.

Great-grandma gave Kyle a gift he had been hoping for.

Lewis received a belated birthday card.  He was completely delighted, which are the words that describe how I feel at the end of this trip.

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