And those surreal, but nice moments with the Bluniers!
Meal times are one of my favorite things to come back for. Thankfully, they happen all year 😄
I love being gathered around a table, often with laughter, often with better food than I’m used to! This company is what I miss most, and thus, what feels the most surreal and the most nice.
We limited our travel on this trip, since it was already so full; but so many people traveled to see us! One of those was my grandmother and her husband, which meant so much to us.
Throughout the year, I’ve been in a Book Club with my niece. We’ve been reading The Giver series and Skyping to discuss it. While I was stateside, we got to meet for our Book Club in person at Starbucks!
She also chose to do her school project on Myanmar, so we met to practice a few phrases of Burmese and for me to answer some questions.
I attempted to teach her a few of the games the kids in the neighborhood play. This one requires rocks, which are surprisingly hard to find near a Starbucks parking lot…so we used the cough drops in my bag. Either way, it was hilarious; and we were throwing cough drops all over Starbucks and then chasing them down.
I think I’ll love this photo forever. It’s already on my wall.
While Stephen helped my parents with an Apple purchase, I [got bored and] popped over to Anthropologie. Here I found my sister, who had left her kids with another sister during an appointment and “ran by Anthropologie” on the way to pick them up. She was caught by all of us.
And I have just never run into my sister in a store in Thailand, so…loved that.
We caught my sister’s birthday, too! A walk in the park, with kids, cake pops, and coffee for the win!
I must say, I thought cake pops were overrated. How good could they be?
This was my first cake pop ever. I got cookie dough. Folks, this was a ball of cookie dough, covered in icing, and called a cake pop!
Pretty sure I went home and told Stephen we needed to fit in as many cake pops before we left as possible. That might explain why our neighbors welcomed us back with our traditional greeting, “You’ve gotten so white and fat!”
These were our last ones as we left Chicago.
We tried to take a family photo. And they wanted to stand here. 😂
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