fifteen, times six

What used to be a full-out cotton candy bounce house snow cone popcorn machine invite everyone and then some jam party is now an intimate all at one table for dinner gathering. When you create a big life it often times calls for less, and less is great.

Fourth daughter sixth child turned fifteen last Sunday, and the family proper (all eight of us and a girlfriend), one grandmother, one aunt and one uncle broke bread.

Bought groceries, two dozen roses and ordered a walk-in take-out whole beef tenderloin trimmed and tied at the local butcher before leaving ski town. Headed north to the country place and cooked up a small storm. Box cake, and peach blueberry kind of crumble with lots of cut in butter is love for dessert.

 

 

It’s been a busy runaround week, last Sunday feels like last month or so, when you do fifteen times six (or five if you count the twins as two for one) the time between seems to get quicker and quicker. Peanut, love you to the moon and back.

Let’s all enjoy these last days of August, ready or not. xoxo