Not as young as I used to be

We had a house full of great nieces and nephews this evening. We'd invited them and their parents over to pick blueberries, blackberries, and some fresh veggies. 

They had a large time. We spent a great deal of time in the garden. These kids love the garden. Breeze is truly a flower child. Every time she comes to our house, she HAS to go out and look at all the flowers. Jilda always sends her home with an arm full. 

Stone, Daisy, and Jordan ran and played in our back yard until they could barely move.

We grilled hotdogs and Jilda whipped up a batch of her world famous deviled eggs. 

I think the kids would have eaten them until they spewed, but fortunately, we ran out before we reached the critical stage.

I hope the kids are old enough to remember having a good time at our house. 

They left at eight and I felt like I'd been rode hard, spurred deep and put up wet. Guess I'm not as young as I used to be.