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This week was the beginning of summer, even if it wasn't officially that season yet. I used to think Philip (my husband) was joking when he said you can tell the season by the number visitors coming to visit us. I'd never lived near a beach before. What did I know? So is it any surprise that we had oodles of visitors all week with new ones arriving today. We've had family and friends, including an old friend of his from Virginia Tech.
On top of that…in one week, Veronica turned 7, Philip turned in a big project (working 44 hours before Thursday…), I participated in two conference calls (each at least an hour and a half!) and I started a training course, and Petra (1) wasn't feeling her chipper self. In the midst of it all, the kids broke my camera and then had a swim meet that I had planned to volunteer at until I realized that it would reach into the night and I would have had to miss one of the calls. The older kids were in bed by 9:30 most nights, which kills us in the mornings (and late afternoons).
One of the things I love about hosting visitors is that we get a chance to re-explore our own area and visit our favorite haunts, including Wrightsville Beach. Because one of our visitors is a furry friend, we walked to Tazy's for lunch today (dodging raindrops). As usual, Tazy's was awesome and tolerant of our baby and the pup, another adorable cousin to our three kids.
Petra is very intrigued by the dog, so much so that I need to go rescue the dog's bone from her clutches….
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