A note about last week's post - what the heck happened with the formatting? I have no idea. (EDIT: I fixed it!) My only thought is the youtube video did something wonky. This week I will put the video I have in an addendum to this post.
This was the first week of summer. Normally Harper would be off to some kind of day camp. But instead we are making our own day camps. This past week was Bike Camp! Harper has not wanted to ride her bike at all. She has training wheels and can do it, but grumbles and complains about it. So we decided it was time for her to just do it. Kurt was Bike Camp Counselor and on day one, he took the training wheels off, we went to a park with a low hill and lots of grass, gave her a few pushes and she was off.
Easy-peasey-lemon-squeezy. What was all the previous fuss about?
To be fair, she did have a few moments of frustration, sitting and pouting, but then she would get up and try again. We are really proud of her.
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We went back every day for her to practice, which involved Kurt and I sitting in the shade and just watching her work it out. On day three of camp we made a picnic and Harper rode around and around, up and down.
Picnic complete with cucumber sandwiches and cheddar with Branston Pickle. Have I mentioned I miss England? A LOT? I miss it. (More about sticky pickle later in the post...)
This is her final day success picture. And she got a certificate of completion.
Kurt and I signed it and presented it to her and she seemed very pleased and took it to her room. I hope she feels like she accomplished something big!
Next week is probably tennis camp, but we'll see how that plays out.
Cats. In the mornings I open one of the windows in my office and Biscuit likes to hang out there. And he makes his face like this and it's super sweet. Then he has to see what I'm eating for breakfast.
He's just generally darn cute.
Tom also MADE MY WHOLE YEAR by bringing me this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I seriously just about cried. Not so much about the sticky pickle, but that Tom heard my silly longing fro Stokes Sticky Pickle and took it upon himself to find some, buy it and deliver it. I was seen and heard and a lovely gift was delivered. He also delivered a fantastic candle that I've already been burning two days and premixed cocktails! He's a gem, that Tom. And we are so grateful to know him.
From Kerry - just out of the blue! Again, I'm really touched to have wonderful, thoughtful friends.
And a third friend gifted us three ripe avocados. Some of them went into this yumfest.
Harper did a drawing for a friend's daughter who turned 13 this month.
"Is her hair curly?"
No Harper, it's not.
"Well, it's going to be curly in my picture."
You do you, Harp.
The week went well, though it did slow down a bit toward the end....but we'll start fresh tomorrow.
And our tent arrived. I bought a six person tent because I like to have space. It's a bit big...Can't wait to practice putting it up in the yard this week!
And today is Father's Day. Kurt got the present he's been wanting since he took over the heavy lifting on cleaning days since we went on lock down. (Our housekeeper had her own vacuum and we've paid her to stay home since March.)
Then we took a drive to Ojai to visit a friend who just moved there. It was a lovely day of garden adventures and delicious cheesecake and good food.
It's been a lovely day and a bright week. Grateful for good, kind, generous, thoughtful friends.
Grateful that Kurt is such a wonderful father. Harper is a lucky lucky girl.