In June we finished school with a cheer and a smile. We clipped as many peonies as we could and brought them in the house. Some of us ran races and played in baseball games, and some of us watched. We all planted things and pulled weeds and hauled watering cans. We went to book sales and book stores and the library. We read quietly and we read out loud. We stacked books on our nightstands, we read at breakfast and sometimes we even offered to share the hammock to read outside. This is when I realize the stress of the school year has worn off and my kids become carefree friends again. One of our older hens once again graciously sat on someone else eggs for 28 days, only this time they were from a duck...she doesn't realize they aren't chicks and the ducklings don't realize she isn't a duck. Four of us went to swim lessons every morning. Every. Morning. We went to see big brother working at the golf course and rode golf carts for a couple hours taking in all the views of the mountain. We went to Vermont to see the biggest sister's house. This is where the youngest child asked me who is the mother of the oldest child. I am you silly goose! We were entertained by the best magic show yet. We went to parties and ate yummy foods. We stayed up late to see the full moon and catch fireflies in our pjs. We had ice cream two days in a row. We woke early and swam in the sea, sigh. Each day of June we filled with prayers of hope and gratitude. We watched the days unfold and then we watched them fade away into the dark of night.
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