Finally my vacation had started. I had fun in South Dakota. Can’t deny that. But this trip was for one thing and one thing only for me… Colorado. More specifically, Kyla and her family. It had been too long since I had seen her. Even longer since I had seen most of the kids and Steve. I couldn’t have been happier when I pulled into their driveway and opened the back gate. So weird how it feels almost like coming home when I go there.
We had planned to take Matt to the park down the street where the food trucks come every Monday night. I had done it last year and it was OH so good. Definitely word was out, because it was much busier this year. But still a good time. Once we got our food it was just sit back, enjoy the music and friends, and relax.
Kids seemed to enjoy their burgers and waffle cakes.
Of course Perry was in pizza heaven.
The kids played (and threw mounds of dirt…) in the back of the park while we caught up and chatted. Kyla and I just pick up right where we left off. Seamless. Kate and Brodie seemed to have the same connection.