Hunger pangs to the rescue.

The grand kids were here today.

Caroline as usual,

but Aubrie and Everett were too.

Ollie goes where the breast milk goes.

She will not take a bottle.

Annie was visiting her old work buddies.

Well they are not old, 

but she doesn't work there anymore.

You follow that, right?

It was great weather so the kids finally 

got to play out in the play house.

The kids have a pool at their house.

They have spent these scorching hot weeks in it.

I have swam with them.

Because of the weather

when they were here

we did inside stuff

like playing Little Pet Shop and art.

When my kids were growing up we had a pool.

I am so thankful we did. 

They swam all day long.

Our hometown has a big lake.

A beautiful, nice lake.

Lots of visitors come each summer to boat, camp, and fish.

Annie even worked at the marina.

But, we never went to the lake.

My kids like the lake and the river.

 I do not.

I never go to the beach or on the lake.

I am not a lake girl.

I want to see the bottom of where I am immersed.

But mainly, I despise sand.

d.e.s.p.i.s.e.

I love to walk along the beach on a vacation.

However, you will not find me laying on it.

I will be by a pool.

Sand on my towel. Oh yuk.

In my car ...ick, I really dislike that. 

And have you noticed,

it never fails to get in your teeth?

So, we never went to the beach 

because of my aversion to the sand.

So I ask you,

why did I do this?

What in the helicopter was I thinking?

I blame Stuart.

He brought it.

So what if I asked for it.

He should have dissuaded me.

It is his fault.

Caroline digs like she has windmill arms.

She flails sand.

Therefore, sand was in everyone's hair.

I thought I was going to have to medicate myself.

Luckily, their hunger saved me.

They were starving so we got to come inside.

Thank you God for grumbling bellies.

And sparkling pools.