AUTHOR: Carolyn Savage | POSTED: October 16, 2013 | COMMENTS: 5 Comments
CATEGORIES: 1015 The River, Logan,
Fall has been more like summer around here.
Temperatures have been hovering in the mid-seventies, our pool is still open and the sun has been perpetually shining. I think October has actually been warmer than July. As much as I love the mild temperatures I must admit…getting into the fall spirit has been kind of difficult.
We are trying.
I guess times like this is when traditions come in handy. They force us to do things that we may not feel like doing for the sake of…well…tradition. This past weekend we turned Buffett off and extracted ourselves from our pool floats long enough to head up north to a country fair. It wasn’t that hard of a sell for Sean and I. We were meeting a very special family for a fall get together that I hope will become a tradition.
We hadn’t seen Logan in a year so we were eager.
When his family first rounded the corner at the fair I was relieved. I think the time that had passed since we last laid eyes on him had taken a toll. Although there hadn’t been any specific reason for the delayed visit, I’m worried that an entire year passing is a sign of bigger gaps to come.
It might be. I don’t know.
Our time together was fun. Logan has grown in more ways than one. He’s as tall as MK and he’s matured into a very thoughtful four year old. Gone is the little boy that I pulled from my dryer (during a visit to our home two years ago). His impulses seem firmly under his control. I was struck by how attentive he was to Reagan and Isabella. He definitely has a thing for younger ladies.
We finished our afternoon with cider, donuts and birthday presents. I watched his little fingers tear open the paper and was impressed with his manners as he thanked us for each Thomas train. It’s clear that his parents are doing a fantastic job with him.
That makes me happy.
As we drove home Sean wondered if it would be another year before we saw him again. I shrugged my shoulders. Visits are out of our control. The funny thing is it doesn’t really matter. As long as he’s happy and healthy…well…that’s what’s important. I also recognize I have to be content with the glimpses we are given…
…and I am.
If you heard me on 101.5 The River this morning and are looking for the recipe for candy corn bark look here.
I‘m sure you noticed there are no pictures of Logan and his family on the blog. We took a few pics at the end of our visit, but they are staying private. There are reasons—I’m sure you understand why. So, you’ll have to take my word for it…he’s adoreable. It’s in his genes.