The six weeks (four weeks for Tom) we spent in Kansas were filled with awesome times that made for great memories:
- The joy of early morning walks. My goal was to see the sunrise each morning.
- Family walks in the cool evenings. We always loved to walk down to one of my brothers' farms.
...and then coming home to our own special place.
- Eating rice and peanut butter sauce with cokes that once again traveled in Tom's socks all the way from Niger. Andrew was able to come home for a few days and we were all together as a family for 2.5 days before he had to go back to MN and Melissa back to France.
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- We played a competitive game of croquet. The Dorsch rules and the Wiebe rules just don't always coincide. Tom always wins. Maybe if he'd play by the Wiebe rules...
A great game of bowling...how many strikes did you get, Andrew?
- Anytime spent with the farmer uncles and cousins was treasured.
- We moved Lindsay into her apartment and got to see her high school French classroom. It's hard to believe my girl is a high school French teacher.
- It was wonderful to spend time with the Dorsch family in Bird City. A weekend with most of the family and then a few days later with Mom. We even had time for coffee at the cafe.
- Our last weekend in Kansas was spent with my siblings. Marvelous times of sharing and praying together, culminated with most of the nieces and nephews coming for Sunday night supper.
- Hot summers always remind me of the many nights we children slept outside on a hayrack to escape the heat of our upstairs bedrooms. Two nights before we left Kansas, Casey pulled up with the hayrack and after dragging our mattresses outside, we spent a glorious night under the stars. I think I smiled all night.
A perfect end to our visit to Kansas.
