moving day & swim lessons

I remember that hot, sticky summer day, the summer before 4th grade, when we moved into the house on Pearl Street. I thought it was the greatest thing! Old, real linoleum floors, polished to a shine... french doors.... a fireplace.... and best of all, my very own bedroom!

Last week, after 27 years, the last of the Reed family moved out of that house. I couldn't resist snapping a few pictures:










Evyn asked if she could take swimming lessons. She loved her first class! And Andrew loved gazing at the clouds. We go back for three more lessons before the end of the season.










Fun with charcoal.... it's not just for grilling anymore :)