We traveled home recently to fields of golden wheat, ripe for harvest. Kansas is at it's best in the summer, and it felt like everyone was in a restful state, enjoying the moment. So we joined the crowd.
Things were so relaxful that we came up with our own entertainment; eating outdoors (this is quite rare in Kansas) and playing music for the throngs of onlookers.
We took a morning trip to the lake and taught the boys to be boys, throwing rocks into Waconda Lake.
We have created a list of things to do in Kansas and we were able to cross off
"Visit the World's Largest Ball of Twine" in Cawker City. I know that's on everyone's to do list.
Kurt got the chance to reunite with most of his cousins that were more like brothers during childhood. They are no longer wrestling but giving the next generation a chance while they catch up on the good ole days.
And we played with our cousins, big and small. It doesn't matter if they are 13 or 13 weeks, we are so fortunate that these kids adore one another.
But seriously, no trip to Osborne in the summer is complete until you visit the pool, which was the primary child care provider for all kids in the '80s.
And as you can see, we have a long way to go ourselves, before we are grown up.
