No entry yesterday because we were on the road.
We made our annual trip to Liberty Hill for the grandsons’ birthday party. We’ve been there every year since Bryce was born 17 years ago yesterday, but for the last several years we have made it a day trip – drive up in the morning, hang around the party a few hours and then head for home. That 450+ mile round trip is tiring, but it’s worth it to sleep in our own bed.
The party usually centers around the pool, but an early cold front brought mist, occasional light showers and 59° so this one focused more on horseshoes, washers and basketball. Kelley, their stepmom, did post a Facebook picture of some of the kids in the pool, but if she took that yesterday, we were gone before it happened.
Most years, the party has been an almost equal mix of boys and girls, with each of my grandsons having a girlfriend in attendance. This year, it was almost all guys. Each of Kelley’s daughters had a female friend there, but they weren’t really joining in – they seemed to be having their own party on the side.
Nash, who turns 14 on Tuesday, is now about as tall as me. Bryce is now as tall as his dad, which makes him about a head taller than I am. It’s nice, but a little strange, to have to look up to talk to your grandchild.
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