If It’s The Last Thing We Ever Do

Ronda called me and said they needed to “get out of this place.” So I told them to come on over. We had fun. The girls and Gavyn ran all over, climbed the stairs (and the piano). Then as the younger generation started to fall asleep, we started playing games. We decided we need to have get-togethers like this more often. The shorter folk slept on the beanbag chairs and we pulled out the futon for Matt and Ronda.

At first I was shocked that he let her climb up on the piano. Then I realized that Geneva could do anything, and he would think it adorable.

Gavyn found the drumsticks and the practice pad took then into the living room all on his own and started playing.

Both girls loved climbing the stairs.

Gretchyn fell asleep on the kitchen floor while we were playing games.

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