My aunt lives in Chattanooga, TN, and several weeks ago we visited her. We got there in time for lunch, and then we just hung out for a while in her house. Immediately, I could tell she was an experienced aunt. Balloons littered the floor, and at the edge of the hallway were a couple balls. They had a blast batting the balloons back and forth. It was so nice out, so we took some chairs and headed out for a while.
My aunt lives next to several Hispanic families, and they had company over on this particular day. You can't tell in any of the pictures, because my little kid likes to entertain himself. Several times, some of the younger kids tried talking to him, but he just told them he doesn't understand Spanish and then he would proceed to direct them in his made-up game. Eventually they left him alone to play. Toward the end, he did find a friend to play with.
When I was little, my aunt would take me and my siblings on walks. We would find tunnels (under bridges, kinda like you can see in the picture, only bigger) and we would play in them.
Behind her house was this wide ditch. The kids would jump over it and walk in it.
There were about 20 kids ages 2 to 12 out there playing all afternoon. About now, some of the teenagers had come out and were playing basketball, drawing the older kids to the court.
This one particular boy hit it off with mine, and they played together a while.
They are playing with imaginary swords.
It was such a fun visit!
Who am I, you ask?
In 2006 I had a stroke, and every day my husband encourages me to use my remaining brain cells to the best of my ability. I love to organize, make crafts, and go on adventures (safe ones). I hope that through my blog posts, you will be encouraged to accept and make the best of challenges God throws at your life.