What can you say about a week that you scarcely believe happened? As I sit here writing the past seven days take on a dreamlike quality.
Friday it was funnel cakes with the grandkids. They came out beautiful and only lasted long enough for a few good photos. My sister, Wendy, took a tumble in the kitchen, but hopped up only slightly bruised. We have a family tradition of falling down in public places or on vacation.
|Heather and Sam|
|With Sam and Anna|