My mom flew in today.

That means games.

Cupcakes.

Crafts.

Special treats.

Movie Nights.

Steaks.

Late night talks.

Nature walks.

A trip to the Dairy (read icecream).

Even as I type the tribe has been in the yard hitting golf balls for thirty minutes.

Its a beautiful thing.

Forgive a day or two of quiet. My Mom is here for the treasuring.

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