Our families have been friends for over 45 years. Parents, us, and now– well, our children. The third generation.
My life-long friend Mary Heather (though I much prefer the term ‘oldest’ friend) made her annual bi-coastal flight from Seattle, WA to our North FL city only this time she had not one, not two, but three children with her (one of which was an 11 week-old). God bless her! MH loves holding onto her southern roots giving her youngest daughter a proper double name (“Is Grace her middle name” will be asked the rest of Ellie Grace’s life) and getting pure pleasure out witnessing Hanley’s first mosquito bite. The fact that her family is still here, along with yours truly of course (her oldest friend) must make what seems like a horrible travel itinerary much more bearable.
Hanley is 10 months younger than Raynes and outweighs him a good 20 pounds. When they came for an impromptu Tuesday night supper Claire was a little under the weather so I wasn’t able to snap any pictures of her cute little (big!) self. But if I could, I would have shot one of her hands over her ears, blocking out all sounds, after she hit her brother and MH (tries to) scold her. The best.
Luckily for her trio they got to experience some of the most beautiful Tallahassee weather we’ve had in a long time! The consistent breeze made up for the yellow pollen and I could have sat on Aunt Bunny’s back patio forever. I hope Mary Heather flies cross-country with her cuties again soon. But we all know that 45 year family friendships don’t come around every day.
Hanleys and then Hanley.