"That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold"
william shakespeare
We spent the weekend with Josh's family at Indian Point, overlooking Table Rock Lake. We survived Silver Dollar City, and I relished in Annie's laughs and pure delight. Traveling with kids is not easy, and sometimes the pictures and the poetry on this blog can romanticize the very things that we had to fight for. The moments of delight sometimes are fleeting, like the Fall leaves, but they are good and I am thankful for whatever glimpses of glory come my way.
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