Closing in on 7pm Sunday and I'm about to sit Keaton down a for a late dinner (it's OK, we shared some chips and guacamole after we woke from our naps a little earlier).
Today was an extremely lazy day, with the entirety of our post church activities being an Olympics-in-the-background nap. I broke down last week and hired an acquaintance who does landscaping to send a crew out and fix-up the slope above the retaining wall, adding some circular stone planters and new greenery - so they toiled out there under the sun while I napped inside... which made me feel a bit guilty. I mean, it's not like I'm some rich landowner or anything... so sleeping while I pay folks to do labor that's rightfully mine is kinda much even for me. But, the yard looks nice - and just in time for Sharaun's parents to get into town next weekend.
Remember a loooong time ago when I wrote about Keaton's "first song?" And then, a few times after that, I've written about how she has been able to sing along with it now for a while. In fact, she sings a lot now, and the number of songs she remembers the words to constantly impresses me. Tonight, after we all got done eating dinner, she started serenading Sharaun and I and we decided to get it on tape. After one unaccompanied run-through, I put the real song on the computer nearby and asked her to sing along with Paul. I liked it so much I wanted to share. Here, then, is Keaton singing along with the Beatles (well, Paul, at least - it was the turbulent White Album era) to the song I Will:
I dunno about you, but I loved that.
Well then... I suppose it's time to give up the bloggin' for tonight. Monday tomorrow and, since I'm taking some time off next week while the parents-in-law are here - it's a happy Monday (I just get excited the week before I know I get to vacate).
Goodnight folks, love you all.