My sister, Rebekah, and her kids, JP and Emerson, left today after more than a week in Denver. We went up to see them a few times, and they came down to see us. We had planned on one more visit on my birthday, or at least the next day, but the sudden snowstorm prevented that. Luckily, though, we did have plenty of time to re-connect during our visits, and to bring almost all of the kids together.
The rumor is that they’ll come back this summer, with daddy John in tow, and we hope to get even more time together then. I think they are way overdue for some mountain-time, so a visit to Aunt Cynthia’s condo in Breckenridge may be in order. I don’t think any of the Pauls would complain about that…
