We've been back in California for almost two months, and there have been so many favorite memories already. Just yesterday, we had Shrove Tuesday pancakes at church with Grammy, Papa and Roger, Hanna ran her first mile and Caleb had his first ever baseball practice. Last weekend, we had a birthday party for two of my nephews on Saturday and met Tom's Mom, sister-in-law Melissa and our niece Taylor for an impromptu lunch in Fresno after church on Sunday.
Nothing earth shattering, but so much fun.
The best thing, though?
Getting to spend so much time with my youngest nephew, Ian. He's just over two and I've been watching him every so often when his regular babysitter can't. By eight this morning, he'd asked for cookies and "pockorn", visited the chicks, watched an episode of "Bubble Guppies" and found the blocks to play with. By ten, we'd adventured with a flashlight (or "frashright"), visited the chicks a few more times, checked out the big chickens and talked about why he could no longer play in the chicken coop, dumped out all of the blocks, found the Matchbox cars in Caleb's closet, had a couple of snacks and played on the swingset.
By 10:45, he was asleep and I was just about ready for a nap too!
I love getting to share these days with him, and wish I'd been able to do it with my other nephews more when they were younger. Today, I'll pick everyone up from school - 3 campuses and 4 kids - and bring them back to the house where everyone will play and beg for snacks and probably lose a few shoes.
So many, many favorite things about moving home.