One Last Time

I have looked at the tiny video edition of this over and over ...

in a way making the cycle complete, 

remembering the first time Tehya  (three years old)

came running to us at the airport.

In between there have been many happy first hugs, 

such as the visit when Makenna decided to dress in her prettiest dress 

to meet us at the airport.

And now it was a similar run in her torn jeans, just as beautiful,

Paeton in tow with the luggage. =)

Another sweet lasting memory to keep.

There were happy greetings at the door the next day.

Twin cousins in age (17 days apart) compared growth.

And I flipped crepes for ten while Papa made sure everything flowed. 

There are always some who think it's a race to see how many they can eat

and the variations to create ... 

plain sugar, cinnamon sugar, apple filled,

jam, nutella, bananas, strawberries and whipped cream to top.

No one asked for syrup. 

One more pick up and then everyone will be home. 

Let a new season begin. 

🤍🤍🤍