The Blessing of Friendship

This picture may look like "just another cute picture of two little girls (with one loving little brother in the background)" playing together.
And yet, when I look at it, I see so much more! These two little girls have only seen each other four times in the past two years, but they act as if they are BFFs who regularly spend time together. We got to visit with Caroline and her family for just about two days and with the exception of two minor ~ well, on second thought, maybe major ~ melt-downs (one over who got the pink egg bucket and one over pink princess dress up shoes) this picture pretty much sums up how well Kylie and Caroline got along. Actually you could age the two girls a few decades and you'd get a picture of how much Cindy and I enjoyed the visit as well (except we didn't put on princess dress up clothes...)

Anyway, we had an egg collecting extravaganza with over 60 eggs for Mickey and the little kids to find. This was Caleb's first egg hunting experience, but it didn't take him long to catch on.

"I just found another one!"
"Look how many I found!"

And then of course it was time to examine the loot. The kids sat on the front steps opening each egg and squealing with the revelation of sugary goodness from each. The most treasured prize was the coveted ring pop. All the other kids had experienced them before, but this was Caleb's first ring pop experience. He was pretty excited about it and Caroline's expression as she tried to figure out what the big deal with him was is priceless!

"It's a ring pop dude, what's the big deal?"

After an absolutely delectable cookout dinner of pork burgers, hamburgers "Pioneer Woman style," Cheddar brats, beer brats, and all the must have sides (including deviled eggs and mac n' cheese) we adults sat around talking while we watched the princesses dance. Before long they had each grown up dancing with them. And as much as I wanted to stay up talking with Cindy and catch up on life since we'd actually been face to face, the late night on Friday (pulling into our hotel at quarter after two) was catching up with me, so we called it a night in the name of being able to get up for church in the morning.