A Taste of Summer
Last night we experienced spontaneity. There's nothing better than coming home from a long week of work and having the opportunity to...
connect.
laugh.
be included.
catch up.
relax.
splash.
Our neighbors opened their pool the night before and cranked their heater in hopes they could use the pool Friday night. It was a generous invitation to invite several families over and we were thankful to be included.
Sounds heavenly, right? Well, the scene right before this picture went a little like this:
Neighbors invite.
No dinner yet.
Hurry! Eat!
Dinner stopped.
Where are the boys' swim trunks?
Frantic.
Clothes flying.
Bins disheveled.
Looking.
Rooms in disarray.
Upstairs.
Downstairs.
Garage.
Towels?
Run across the street.
Sit.
Relax.
Ahhh.
Home.
Oh no...
Facing my frantic search of summer gear at 9pm?
#Priceless
The kids laughed, splashed, and soaked in their taste of summer. As for the grown-ups, we did almost the same from the sidelines. I feel so lucky to live on this street with these neighbors. I'm happy and thankful for spontaneous invites like this.
So today I awake still celebrating our taste of summer and spontaneity.
