It's how we do it.

We pick them up at school.  And head out.  one. thirty. Thursday.

To soon drop anchor.....

and settle in.  now she drives, so off to Subway they go.  while we sip a cocktail and catch the sunset and prepare for a house full.

We wake Friday morning...while window washers are a' washin'...this feller ran into our bedroom.   oh, hi baby quail.

We'd soon pack em up for a traditional ride up river to Pirates Cove. 

These are the days.  Yes, they are.

Because someday we will look back on this reminiscing.  Showing their children.  Sharing stories at weddings.  Parties.  About...these days.

And he will be mentioned in the memories.

because he is in our pack.

Cousins.  Summertime.

What..?!

Grammie, why another picture?

And when the crowds are high, you order a private shuttle. 

To just get us there....

Right over there...to the channel.

Where we people watched, and listened to 7 different choices of music on 7 different surrounding boats. LOUD.

These good girls....

And these skippers. 

Kept them safe....

And sound.

For that seventeenth celebration...

Memorial Day Weekend....selfies.

Love you B. 

And you round em up for dinner. 

Swoon.

Love.

Besties

Soon to open gifts...

And a boyfriend that "builds a bear" before you leave for the weekend...and you press it's ear for a recording from the boyfriend that says "you mean everything to me Kali"....

And your best friend makes a homemade card that will follow her around in her scrap book for the rest of her life.  "I" can guarantee you that.  #weddingsoneday 

cake -  blurry picture.  = all good.   Her Mom was probably tearing up anyway.  ha.

As always, jacuzzi full.

Mama and her birdies. 

Beautiful.

Line dancing?  hmmmm

Gio in spirit for the weekend...

Friends since little guys.

Seventeen.

Hard working Dad, finally chilling out.

And of course it was the perfect weekend. 

Celebrating this girl.

SHE is our anchor.

And loves us so much she got teary eyed.  kidding.  

Well, there's some out of 90 I took.  So many to go through.  Such a fun, perfect weekend.
Celebrating life.  This life that is fast. 

Happy Day kids.

I hope you all have a great rest of the week.  I hope those friends that are walking through tough times stay tougher.   That the days become brighter.  The people around you become truer.  And the moments become more peaceful.  I am sure they will.  I promise.

Live well,

Leese

And.....P.S.
Happy Birthday to....

Gaylord.  Eighty Seven.  You are awesome, you pistol you.

And I work for your name, every. single. day.

And Miss. Maria.  For you, I say, Cheers! More candles, more wishes.  Happy Birthday my friend. Can't wait to celebrate with you....xo