If you’ve been trying to reach me, I’m sorry I’ve been hard to get a hold of. You see, I’m spending the weekend in London.
Yes, London.
London, Kentucky.
What on earth would bring me to London, Kentucky, you ask? Good question! My sister moved to Kentucky this summer. She wanted her family photos taken, and figured that rather than hiring someone, she’d fly me out! I have to give a big thanks to my husband, the very kind and patient Dave, who is REALLY the one making this all possible. {insert standing ovation for Dave}
I had no idea how beautiful it is here. My sister had said so, but when someone moves to Kentucky, they have to make everyone think it was a great idea, right? But the whole time I’ve been here, I’ve been in awe. Her house is the kind of place you vacation to, not live in. For example…

These are my socks enjoying the view from my sister’s back yard. Yes, this is her back yard. Can you believe it?
With my family, we hang out by watching a video and eating popcorn. If the kids are being good, we might even pop TWO bags of popcorn!
But Andrea’s family? This is how they hang out together:

And if they’re really good? Maybe they’ll stop over and do some rock climbing at their own private crag across the lake.

Crazy, huh? (I debated posting the crag picture… I know it’s torture to my hero Dave that he doesn’t get out much anymore, and here they are, with rock climbing just a canoe ride from home.) And this was just a little time kill after getting back from playing all day elsewhere… before we spent the evening around the firepit, roasting hot dogs and making s’mores. I was beginning to think that it was all too good to be true… that they rented this house for the weekend and are making up a bunch of lies to impress me.
Ok… off to bed, another cool day awaits me tomorrow, I’m sure. I’m pretty tired after all that. Not to mention that I got only 2 hours of sleep the night before I left. Franklin had a seizure in bed… it was freaky. Short, but freaky. We got an ambulance ride to the ER and a cat scan and everything… they concluded it was probably just a little reaction to a virus, a very common occurance in kids. Franklin got some blood drawn and an IV put into his hand, and the tough guy didn’t even wince. Watched the whole process with interest. I don’t think the nurse had ever seen a 4 year old be so calm during that process. It was nuts. Crazy night. So I almost didn’t come. But… provided everything at home with my hero Dave and my munchkin Franklin goes well… I’m glad I came!
by shannon
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