(climbing new heights)
This photo might best sum up our vacation. Please indulge me in mixing food metaphors.
(if you buy a girl a bowl of blackberry ice cream she will turn it upside-down and suck the marrow out of life)
And this was the greatest joy: the girls who screamed about getting in the car, who moaned about leaving, those girls screamed about arriving home. I'm SO HAPPY! E yelled as she danced through the family room. She has planned to burst into her classroom tomorrow morning yelling SURPRISE! She spent her bedtime debating which friends to hug first. L ran around visiting her beloved toys: kissing dolls, draping jewelry, rearranging fridge magnets with glee. And isn't that the best gift of vacation? Not the time away but the knowledge that our everyday is so joyous for our girls?