Chester and Back

Took an impromptu drive over to Chester this evening to pick up the kidlets. Shot a little, only from my car. (Too cold to get out!)

Percy Water Tower

Snowflakes in Steeleville

Chester Covered Bridge

Conversations ramble when you have a kindergartner, a second-grader, a fifth-grader and a sixth-grader in the car. We talked about dogs and grades and hip-hop (?) music, new shoes and repossessed cars.

I reminded Shane of how, when he was quite young, probably 3, he walked into the living room, and Chico, standing on the couch, kept barking at him, “Arf, arf, arf!” — and every time he did that, Shane would say, “I love you, too!”

“That was so cute,” I told Shane tonight. “In fact, that’s one of the cutest things I have ever seen or heard.”

“That’s what it sounded like he was saying, to me,” Shane replied. “‘Arf, arf, arf! I love you!’”

: )