- Robby and I went to a funeral this morning. We ran to Walmart and the library on the way home. We had to buy breakfast burrito ingredients at Walmart, and then at the library, I had to check a book out since I had requested it, but then I had to turn it back in since I had already read it.
- When we came home, multiple children asked us where we had been. I guess I didn't adequately post today's activities-I thought I had told people, but I guess not.
- When we did get home, things got busy-we are loaning out our big white van this week, so friends came to get it. Then I left for the dentist with Reagan and Whitman. Robby went to work on making the breakfast burritos plus the internet man came by at the same time that he needed to get on a work call. I think that it was pretty hectic at the house for a while-but I was sitting in the dentist office peacefully working on my crochet.
- Whitman was done quickly, but Reagan had a little bit more work done. She didn't feel great on the way home, so we skipped Sonic and rushed her home. Last time poor Whitman went to the dentist, his car didn't get Sonic while the other one did. I told him that we would definitely pick some up next week-maybe even multiple times.
- When i did make it home, I worked on wrapping the breakfast burritos for the freezer. Plus I made cinnamon roll Iaccoca. It was very good, and we snacked on it while we heated up our various suppers.
- Anderson power washed a good bit of the afternoon-he was so muddy from the dirty sidewalk that you could not tell where his boots ended and his legs began. I think that the power washing is not done for a while-if we have thought of it, it has been power washed.
- Graham went to play pickleball this evening after he ate the warm cinnamon bread. Campbell wasn't going anywhere, but I think that her and Keaton might be headed to play volleyball later in the evening...however, I do not plan to leave the couch for much for the rest of the night.
June 25, 2026
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