No post yesterday because I was at Old Salem seeing how the Moravians lived in the olden days. My daughter Elizabeth is having a wondeful time with her friend Jane, enjoying being one of a pair of big girls instead of the eldest of four little ones. I am still getting over the fact that Jane’s brother Thomas, my godson, is not a little kid anymore, and often ends up being part of the adult conversation instead of playing with Elizabeth and Jane.
No historical excursion today, just walking to the community pool with the kids. Again. I think it will be our fourth trip there. And maybe a blog post later. Or maybe not. This is the life, really.
Oh, and I’m glad I’m not an 18th century Moravian.