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Josh is home! Happy day!
Oh, you didn’t know he was gone? Good. Then I did my part to help keep America safe. Just kidding, he was at a conference in Germany for a week. The secrecy about his departure was more for our safety than yours. Last weekend we moved in to our house, got the dog, and he left about 12 hours later. That probably explains the frantic tone of some of my posts last week.
But now he’s home and I have another body to add to our dog sitting/Camille sitting rotation. Whew! On the downside, he brought home these wooden swords that have not added to the state of peace and quiet that I’m hoping to attain in our home. (I’ve always liked to make goals that are impossible to reach.)
So it’s been bash! clack! and clatter! since he walked in the door. Throw in a little, “Mom! He’s got my sword because mine is the one with gold colored screws and his had silver ones!” and you’ve got the picture.
Like a good dad, Josh brought his daughter home something special. Unfortunately after she put her dress on, she went digging through his suitcase asking, “Daddy? Where my sword?” Oops. Thankfully she has kind older brothers who are happy to include her in their games of joust.
She is a menace with a wooden stick — look out! I think she looks like a peasant woman going off to fight in a local battle.
While Josh was gone, we had a visitor — this teeny tiny lizard that the boys found swimming in our pool. They scooped him out and let him dry off on the pool deck.
Can you believe how small he is compared to Calvin’s finger?
Camille’s dog love has not waned.
The only time he has any peace is while she’s eating (and then he wants to be close to her) and when she’s going to sleep. As tiring as the week was with a new pet and getting used to a new house, the boys were a big help when they weren’t fighting or complaining.
This is her happy place. As close as she can be — breathing the same air.
Petting him and touching his ears.
Using him as a pillow
And resting on him while watching the Olympics. He may be named Micah, but he has the patience of Job.