My cousin Louise from Sweden is visiting here in Arkansas with her new husband Erik. (That sorta makes it sound like she had a former husband that she got rid of somewhere, but what I mean is that they are newlyweds.) Their visit gives us plenty of excuses to do fun stuff that most summers we would just talk about doing, but never progress beyond that. This summer we actually planned and executed the fun. We have been to War Eagle Cavern, the drive-in movie to see Wall-E, and a canoe trip on the Elk River. The picture below is of Louise and me in front of Beaver Lake. It's not the greatest picture because it was taken with my camera phone and no flash, but you get the idea.
Last night, while we were watching the fireworks in Rogers, Louise was saying that the next time she sees Henry and Karl they might be several years older. That struck me as really sad. Having an ocean between us is hard.
On a side-note, Henry enjoyed about the first two minutes of the fireworks. He pointed and stared and was not scared at all, but after that he lost interest and one of us ended up chasing after him all over the field for the rest of the display. Welcome to the world of raising a two-year-old. I have a feeling that the better part of the next year will be spent in the same manner.
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