I am home..I made some pies, and weeded my yard. Unloaded our duffel bags..what a mess..All is good. I love Montana though. There is something about Montana that is so comforting to me. I just love it so. It was hard to leave. I miss my mom. She is the best. When we got off the plane , we had a layover in Salt lake..we went to dinner, and I pulled out my wallet, and my mom stuck some money in for me. I wanted to cry. She is like that, always nurturing and making sure I am OK. My dad is the same way.. I am lucky.
So. I just had one kid in Montana. All the others left early, they have a social life you know. And Mike had to work, so I played hookie with Doe aka Greer and we stayed for two extra weeks. It was fun, because my sister was there with her daughter Lily, and the girls are just the best of friends. So Wendy and I and the girls Terracached, and went huckleberry picking, and laughed, and we went to plays at the Bigfork Summer Playhouse. Something that I have been doing since 1972. I think (and know) that is why I am a theater junkie today. So...thats all. It has been a fun summer. Pumps and all. by the way, the insulin pumps are working very nicely..Ben loves his, and Doe is doing just fine. we took it out for two weeks, and then put it back in today..such fun.
Off to bed. I have been pulling late nights, and that leads to late wakeups. no more of that!