See how lonely the townhouses look? Kirsten, Rowan and Dilly left for India on Monday. It took them 30 hours to get to Ahmedabad, India. Their luggage didn't arrive with them, but hopefully they have it by now. Kirsten was so impressed by how helpful everyone was, especially Indians on the last legs of the trip. Total strangers would come up and help her carry stuff or help with the kids. She called us when after they arrived and the kids laughing and playing very happily and noisily in the background with Rob, their Dad.
These are the trunkies that Kirsten got for rollable carry on's for the kids. They've been having trunky monkey roller derby's around the house in Phoenix for the past month to get in shape. They propel these things full speed around the living room, kitchen, hallway circle with Rowan going full speed around the curves while yelling for their audience to cheer them on.
We were up in Flagstaff and we made a house from the window seat to the chairs. Here they are coming our the windows. "Close the doors, their coming in the windows, close the windows their coming in the doors" Words from a song that my Mom would sing about we rough and tumble kids when I was growing up.
Gymnastics! We miss you three!
See how lonely the townhouses look? Kirsten, Rowan and Dilly left for India on Monday. It took them 30 hours to get to Ahmedabad, India. Their luggage didn't arrive with them, but hopefully they have it by now. Kirsten was so impressed by how helpful everyone was, especially Indians on the last legs of the trip. Total strangers would come up and help her carry stuff or help with the kids. She called us when after they arrived and the kids laughing and playing very happily and noisily in the background with Rob, their Dad. 
These are the trunkies that Kirsten got for rollable carry on's for the kids. They've been having trunky monkey roller derby's around the house in Phoenix for the past month to get in shape. They propel these things full speed around the living room, kitchen, hallway circle with Rowan going full speed around the curves while yelling for their audience to cheer them on. 
We were up in Flagstaff and we made a house from the window seat to the chairs. Here they are coming our the windows. "Close the doors, their coming in the windows, close the windows their coming in the doors" Words from a song that my Mom would sing about we rough and tumble kids when I was growing up. 
Gymnastics! We miss you three! 
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