We're here enjoying our last few days in Hot Springs. Sarah cleaned out what used to be a storage/gift wrapping closet in the guest room to make what Jackson has christened "my secret hideout." Tonight he finagled Bill into reading him a book in there, and Bill, seeing a teaching opportunity (in true Big Bill form), read him a Value Tale about Determination starring Helen Keller:

I came downstairs today after catching up on email to find the amazing Sarah Wright conducting an in-house campout, complete with real fire over which they made grilled cheese sandwiches (with a cast iron contraption) and roasted marshmellows. This was after spending the previous hour making animal shadows in the new "secret hideout":

Every day that its been warm enough, Sarah's been riding bikes with the boys on the tennis court, which inevitably turns into a game of bumper cars:

Yep, them are sum darn* good grandparents.
* Darn doesn't seem quite fitting, but this is, after all, a family blog.
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