I made a new friend, who’s got four sons (Wesley was so excited to finally have boys to play with!), invited some neighbors over, and suddenly we had 13 kids roasting hotdogs, making s’mores, running up, down, in, and out, and mostly (miraculously?) avoiding injury.
I’m kinda in love with this little guy, but I don’t think he will even notice me if there are marshmallows in the vicinity.
I love my friends and my Whidbey space!
