Our time here is magic! It’s the only space you have to realize whatever it is that is beautiful, whatever is true, whatever is great, whatever is potential, whatever is rare, whatever is unique, in. It’s the only space.  ~Ben Okri

Monday started off with kids rolling into the kitchen one by one.


These two are loving every minute of their time together.


I love bed head.


Walker hadn’t shown up and we all thought he was still sleeping.  Addie headed upstairs to check on him and found him sitting at the top of the stairs.  She laughed her little head off which got them all laughing like crazy.  It was so sweet how tickled she was that she unexpectedly found him sitting on the stairs.  The laughing is to die for.


We all went to Grace and Max’s swim practice.  It is so fun traveling with such a crew.   We came home and opened presents to celebrate cousin birthdays!


I made lunch and then we headed to the Magic House.


Nolan took the house building pretty seriously.


They all got a kick out of the government area.  Here, the idea is for kids to lead the audience in patriotic songs kind of careoke style.  Addie enjoyed being on stage, more for the dancing than the singing.   The kids took turns at the mic, mostly just yelling a “ahhhh”.  The loudest, by far, came from that one that couldn’t be seen from in front of the podium.  He’s back there in this picture above.


And here it is from the side.  Walker sang at the top of his lungs that he is an abandoned pirate: “My mom and dad are in Ireland, it’s Jake and the Neverland Pirates and me.  My mom and dad are in Ireland, it’s Jake and the Neverland Pirates and me.”


Outside at the little river with rubber ducks, Grace and Addie hoarded as many ducks as they could get their hands on.  They were totally mad when kids came up to them and asked for a duck.  Grace’s response was “the ducks are not for sale.”  What?  Addie wrapped her arms around them tighter.  Look at this picture.  Who are the pirates now?  Is Nolan their enforcer?  Is the little girl in red pleading her case?  The other kids essentially fell in line and looked for ways to nicely ask these two tyrants for a duck.  Which only angered them more.  Grace told me over and over the rest of the day how mean the kids were about the ducks.  What? Who? Here are the questions I asked her: which kids were being mean about the ducks?, can you put yourself in their shoes and think about how they felt about what you and Addie were doing with the ducks?, have you heard of the pot and the kettle? or napolean from france?

I am still laughing about this only because it is so tragic.  We left shortly after.

The rest of the day included rest time, then dinner and ice cream with Missy and Jeff while Grace and Max were at their swim meet.   It was a magical day.