Actually, the week was calm. Because they'd been busy all summer and it was the last week before school, Morgan and Kegan could sleep late and watch TV. I did fix breakfast, lunch, and dinner for all of us, ran the dishwasher, folded a few loads of clothes but generally I was at my computer a lot and got a lot done--which only resulted in more to do! I did spend a bit of time gazing out the window at the lake. Too hot to be down there in the day, and the kids weren't allowed to swim if I was the only one home.
On Morgan's real birthday, we went to Texas Roadhouse for supper, and the waiters brought a saddle, sat her on it, and clapped and sang around her. I think she was a bit shy. Good steak, though. Several evenings we took wine down to the lake and sat talking as the sun set--my favorite moments. My last night there, friends came--the father is practicing for a triathlon, so he and Colin mapped off a course and he swam 1500 meters. Good fellowship.
Yesterday, Colin and the children I drove to Bastrop--Lisa was getting her classroom ready--via a detour that only Colin could have dreamt up. He missed a turn in Brenham. Lunch in Bastrop with the Fort Worth branch and, surprise, Megan, who drove over from Austin. Then Christian decided to take the scenic route home--a decision I fully understand since I-35 is scary and awful. But I was itchy to get home to Sophie, and was 7-1/2 hours in the car yesterday. (From Colin's house, a straight shot takes about four.)
Back at home, digging out from under mail, laundry, etc. Trying to do it at a slow place and not let myself feel rushed. So far, so good.
My welcome home group below.