We got an unexpected call from our good friends the H's and they invited us over for pizza and fresh veggies from their garden. Best of all, the kids got to hang out, which is nice because they get along so well and we get to see them so infrequently.
Plus, it's sort of a last hurrah before the end of summer. We made a salad and went over, and pizzas were ordered and a bonfire was lit for s'mores later on. The kids had a blast, and didn't stop running, and it was nice hanging with DH, whom I never get to really hang out with, and CH, whom I also never seem to get to hang out with.
We really enjoyed ourselves and hope to do it again, soon. We just missed JH, who was off riding his bike into the sunset in preparation for his big journey.
Even though Fall has a different meaning for me as an adult, it still fills me with melancholia. Go figure.
Until the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to Sarah Barth for the pic.