We have always aimed for being the family on the block where all the kids want to go. Although this happened in the girls' early years, it fell off when we moved to California. But upon moving back to Indiana, a posse formed, and there were teenagers at our house regularly, making pizza and eating everything in sight.
In the past three years, the same thing has happened and completely to my delight. There are kids at my house when I'm not even at my house. And the greatest compliment came when my dad, visiting for Barbie's graduation, said this: "I was sitting there when the girls' friends walked in. And I was amazed when I saw the Senior Class President, the Salutatorian and Student Body President, one of the Student Marshalls, and a couple of the ushers for graduation."
To impress my dad is no small thing.
I tell you all this because we had an extra kid on vacation with us this year. Technically he's Barbie's boyfriend -- but he's really everyone's boyfriend. He's the adopted boy we never got, and we love him dearly. This romantic relationship will probably end, as do most teenaged romances. But Hay will always be a part of our family, as will Hall, Bruce, Gar, Becca, and Britt -- the Marco Polos.
So here's a bit of silliness while we were all on vacation at Round Lake Christian Assembly, where Hunk O Man and his sister grew up:
xoxox
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