We’ve found the beach. We’ve located the better supermarket. We’ve figured out the optimum sleeping arrangements; not ideal, but not too bad. We’ve gotten used to working out how much food to make for 5 kids versus 2. We’ve fished for trout and crayfish (crawdads as some call ’em). We’ve taken ambling hikes in the mountain. We’ve gone up a gondola and gaped at the hard core cross country bikers barreling down the slopes. We’ve eaten bad pizza, we’ve eaten good pizza. We’ve made some amazing meals. We’ve drunk a lot of wine. We’ve laughed, and yes, we’ve cried.
Best of all though, we’ve made some great memories. The kinds I hope will pop to C’s mind later when she eats a sandy sandwich or smells the pines.