Uncle Lynn Plays The Harmonica
This time close up. Now you can see the look of interest on her face.

We had a pretty good and busy Sunday, just as expected. This morning was a late church service (since we had a service and potluck in the park), which was kinda nice for the change (not quite as early to get up). We were out there for a few hours doing the church thing, eating, and visiting, then made a few stops in town and headed home.

We all had a nap of varying sorts, but Kirstin wasn’t much in to sleeping this afternoon so that didn’t work out quite as well as one would like. But it wasn’t the end of the world.

After re-packing and whatnot, we headed over to Wheaton for supper with my aunt and uncle. Good times as always. It’s always an adventure over there with things to discuss or ponder. And it was the first time Kirstin was there to visit (since born). So after a wonderful meal (as is normal when visiting there), we hung around and Kirstin got to listen to uncle Lynn play several different harmonicas for her.

She really enjoys music of all sorts, so she was really quite interested with the unique noise that those harmonicas made. She just watched intently (and even danced a little bit). It was pretty cute.

She fell asleep there and didn’t hardly wake up when getting loaded into her car seat or when she got unloaded and changed at home for bed. But she had a big day…as did Beth and I.

So that’s about all for tonight. At least the house no longer smells like a swimming pool! That was nice to come home to after a long day.

Until next time…

“Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.”
– Albert Einstein (1879-1955)

–MZ