We're Back......to Champaign and to Real Life....

One of my mother's cats died last night.  My mom is pretty fragile these days so this hits her particularly hard.  Sigh.  Ernie is on his way over to bury Abby in the back yard.

On a more cheerful note.....some highlights from the weekend:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

we drove by the house I grew up in:

and hit a Penzey's as our last stop.....Owen says smelling vanilla makes him calm.....

 

 

In the car on the way home the boys kept squabbling.....Owen wanted to sing all the way home....Leo did NOT want that to happen.....I tried to broker a deal saying, "Owen, we have to take turns....you want to sing and you've been singing, Leo wants it quiet so now it's his turn so why don't you sing in your head."  Owen's response?  "But I can't hear anything in there." 

I must admit the rest of the family laughed pretty hard.....