One week every summer during my childhood was spent with my mom's family in Eastern Kentucky. That one week was one of my favorites all year long, and it was the only time we saw anyone from my mom's side the whole year. When I think of Kentucky and those summers so many wonderful memories come to mind. Since moving to Pennsylvania I have been getting those nostalgic memories at least weekly. So much here reminds me of Kentucky. Brian can always tell when I am having a "moment." He says,
"This reminds you of Kentucky, doesn't it?"
Last night I let the children stay up late to watch the basketball game with us. Kai fell asleep shortly after Luke and then it was just Ethan and Olivia going strong. It was getting dark, so we paused the game and headed out back to see if we could find any fireflies. Brian was the first to spot one, then Ethan. It took a minute to get Olivia to look in the right direction but once they both saw them they were intrigued.
Brian showed them how to catch fireflies in your hand and off they went. Ethan was a natural, he caught a bunch. Olivia finally got the hang of it after killing two and having to relearn the hand cupping strategy.
It was incredible watching the children experience fireflies for the first time. And of course Brian said,
"This reminds you of Kentucky, doesn't it?"
4 comments:
Great fun....I remember doing that as a child in Iowa. And you NEVER forget about your fun summers. Building wonderful memories...that's one of the many things that makes life so great!!! Love you guys.
"Grandma"
ooh ooh yes! They are magical.
Don't know if I've ever experienced the magic of fireflies myself so enjoy them a little extra for us...
Your post made me miss being back East. I so missed those green, green summers!
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