My brilliant plan to have family over for a cookout seemed less brilliant when 6:00 p.m. rolled around and the temperature was still lingering in the nineties.
Fortunately for our hungry guests, Andrew (along with his trusty hat) didn't allow the heat to halt our dinner plans. About that hat, which I'm sure will be a future family heirloom, Andrew discovered it at the dollar store last summer. And while it could have originated from our Grandmother's closet, it did not. In fact, Andrew would argue that it's a "gender neutral" accessory.
(*Clearing my throat) Y'all can decide for yourselves.
While Andrew braved the heat in order to tend to the fire, the kids kept busy as they alternated between the sprinklers and our playground. It was a happy sight that the rest of the adults enjoyed from the comfort of the shaded patio. And while I felt guilty that I wasn't keeping my hot (double meaning) husband company at the fire, my hands were busy spoon feeding this doll of a child,
as I visited with people like Ami!
After 11 years away from Utah, my sister Ami and her cute, cute family returned to Utah three months after we did. Talk about a wish come true. Next to my Mom, she was the one that I spent the most time visiting with on the phone during my Carolina days. As my children grew, so did my desire to have her nearby. We are now less than 15 minutes apart. AWESOME - pretty much sums up how I feel about our new situation.
Finally, the fire was set for roasting. Dinner was followed by lawn mower rides. Because we're fancy like that.