I realized it has been way to long since my last post, and since I have been out enjoying Spain and forgetting to blog there is also far too much to recap here. In an effort to keep things short and sweet here are little notes that I wish I could have sent to people and places over past few weeks.
Dear lunch ladies, must you be so mean to me every time I come to the counter? I know you understand me even if my pronunciation isn't perfect. I was told that you hate how Americans say please and thank you all the time ... maybe if I was less polite you would be nice.
Dear man who owns the bakery near by, you are wonderful. I love your deep, rumbling laugh, and I love that you knew every customer who walked in the door. I love that you talked to me and Britt for so long and gave us free kiwi marmalade you made yourself ... We promise to come back every week!
Dear sunny days and gentle breeze, thank you for coming and please never go away. You make everyday feel like the beach at nighttime.
Grace, you are hilarious! You should start ordering your lunch in pig latin and get really frustrated with them for not understanding. Maybe that'd learn 'em. :)
ReplyDeleteGrace, I love these little snippets of your life. I love you. Mom
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