End of School Party

I used to joke about he fact that the children belonging to my two girls were growing up in such diverse settings. One family living out in the jungles of Borneo, with banana trees just outside their windows, and the other living under palm trees, near vacation resorts, at first - practically in Disneyland`s back yard. Really, how would the families ever relate or connect? Little did I know, or even dare imagine, that one day these cousins would be attending the same school!

Last year, when the jungle pilot and the American decided to make the big move, you can well imagine it was a huge decision for both of them as they each took their wife and children "home," to live in Canada. The next unbelievable thing was that, not only did both families move close to home, but both registered their kids at the same school. It was not really planned. When the first one registered their child, they had no idea the other would be joining them so soon.

So, for the past six months - once a week, I have had the privilege to pick up the three oldest grands from school. On my last rainy Thurs pick up, I quickly snapped a photo with my phone as I drove through the line up at the pick up curb.

 What a precious sight! My eyes blur up.

Although usually they all come home with me to be picked up by a dad or mom later, on this particular Thursday we stopped in at the Clayburn Village Store, a vintage style tea house and candy store.

  

We sipped tea . . .

or chocolate milk

and enjoyed it in whatever fashion was most comfortable. Then, when we had not had quite enough sugar, we each got a small paper sack and checked out the candy jars.

I've had a window of time to make these memories.

The first school year with one - six months with all three.

Next year they will not all be at the same school,

but I'm quite sure that we will make a way to keep up a tradition

 that has quickly become a favorite day of the week -

so I've been told.