While McCance chilled with Brenna on the porch swing, I perused some of Grandma Page's scrapbooks reading about relatives and people she knew who had been born, engaged, wed, or died, poetry (her own and others), quotes, letters written to her through the years, and even some of her class notes from her college days.
We ended the day with an evening at Olive Garden and boys-in-pajamas picture with Our Sara.
Brenna, you are welcome at our house anytime. Tell your dad that we'd love to have you visit.
1 comment:
aw. :) i loved having you guys here. wish i hadn't been so busy (i.e., wish i could have taken days off to hang out with you!). :)
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