A tale of sisterhood:
I am, by birth, an only child. God in His love had gifted me with two friends (BFF) that have filled the roll of sister better than a random biological connection could.
One is names Kay (remember the names in this Blog, for protection, are not necessarly real unless they are of a professional in our lives) and the other is Michelle.
I have known Kay since I was 3 and she 4, and neither of us care to tell how long THAT has been. At this point we’ve been friends longer than we admit to being alive. 🙂 Kay has two children a boy born in 2003 and a girl born in 2007 (and the girl looks JUST LIKE HER). Kay and I have never lived in the same state; we met because her Grandmother lived across the street from my parents. We are currently 9,870 miles apart.
I have known Michelle since High School, which sadly is also longer ago than I care to think about. Michelle has three children, my first Godson born in 1999, her 2nd son born in 2002 and a little girl born 2 day after Little Brother (2007).
We were blessed to play host to Michelle and her three children this past week; we all parted counting the days until our family visit to their home in July and their return to our place in August.
A trip to the zoo:
Michelle and I enjoyed taking all five of the kids to the zoo. Kind of cloudy, but no rain, little wind. In the mid-70’s it vas an ideal late spring day; concerns about the sun, and heat, and related grumpies did not play a part in our day. The day was excellent. At the zoo we gave each child a notebook and a colored pencil and had them keep a ‘journal’ of the animals we saw. The other two boys had to write the name of each animal, Big Brother had the first letter and the twins had to put a sticker (animal stickers are so fun). The older boys were not so impressed but the ‘three little kids’ loved the sticker hunt; we saw a baby camel nursing on it’s momma and all five kids stood for a time to view that. The zoo animals sat still more, and were easier to take pictures of than our 5 rug-rats but no one got lost, or hurt or had their feeling too crushed. Big Brother got to practice basic map reading and the kids got to pet a snake and a baby American Alligator. A good day.