So we did.
Sadly, we missed Thomas' debut on the Hobbit soccer team (but I hear he was awesome) and we missed Andrew's season opener, too. What can I say? Jeff rode for a couple of hours Saturday morning and I was lazy so we were slow to leave. No matter, we all caught up in the afternoon and spent our evening at Susan's, eating pizza, drinking beer, watching the kids have a grand time in the backyard on a nearly perfect Kansas evening. We eased up on Wyatt enough to allow him some solo trampoline time, as long as he promised not to jump too high; we all laughed to see how fast Andrew scrambled around Natalie to help her out of the trampoline since she was on the move with no one around to help her; we loved seeing Jeff push the boys in the power Jeep whose battery is dead; we were impressed to see Andrew push Natalie in the same car, all around the backyard, since it's not an easy task; and we especially enjoyed watching four glowsticks ping around the yard after dark, since we knew each was being toted by a dirty, sweaty, happy little kid.
This morning we wanted to find something equally entertaining, so we went to campus to feed the ducks at Potter Lake. It was really, really fun even though there were no ducks. It turns out three boys and a girl who will do anything she sees the big kids doing can have a grand time feeding turtles, looking for frogs, scaring their moms by how close they get to the water and fishing for algae.
Good times, good memories. Have to love being home!