I found Emily at the front window this morning, wondering if they should make a start on the little triangle garden, too. "But it's raining," I protested. "I know," she said. I can only think they trained her well at the ski run. I gave them the morning off.
We headed off to Aunt Beth's for lunch, to swap Emily for Caroline. Emily can help Aunt Beth at the restaurant, and Caroline and Laura can do whatever two little girls do on school holiday.
Emily, Caroline, Laura and Francis.
Laura is two weeks older than France,
who is taller than I am.
I don't ask any more; he's tired of hearing it.
He's probably in the 5'7 or 8" range.
Just for fun, 2004.
Rebekah and Hamilton,
Emily, Kaitlin (my great niece),
Caroline being restrained, and Laura.
Hamilton, Rebekah, Emily
Laura, Francis, Caroline
Just to get one more, I said "Be as silly as you want."
Francis left. He is 13, you know.