Dear Elisha...

... took a trip down memory lane today. We visited the old stompin' grounds in Bellevue. Drove by our old condo and the previous Barry residence. You can't see the roof of your old place, it's covered in pine needles. They need some gorgeous thong-clad gutter cleaner to come do the roofs. Ahhh the memories. I took the boys to that great park around the corner from your house. It was one of my favorite parks because of the walking trails and green grass. The grass is not so green right now, the heatwave has scorched everyone's yards so there are just rows of houses with lush green trees and brown parched lawns.



Took the boys to Kidd Valley. You introduced us to Kidd Valley, should I be grateful? I don't know, because I regularly crave their garlic fries and "Secret Hand Shakes" and while my stomach is grateful my hips are not. Oh well! Love it anyway! Kids loved it too, they now have sweet potato fries at Kidd Valley, so they are a little healthier.





It was a fun trip but it was missing something...YOU! You really made Seattle bearable for me. I miss your warmth and sense of humor and I miss your wonderful example which drove me to be a better wife and mother. I miss sneaking hot cocoa into movies in my purse and I miss having a friend who'd stay up late to howl at the moon with me. I hope once baby #4 is born that we might plan a trip up to see you. Hope you enjoy the summer. We start the long haul back to Denver tomorrow. Have fun in Alaska.