V-A-C-A-T-I-O-N

I specifically remember when I learned how to spell this word: 3rd grade spelling bee. I spelled it right and I think I got a piece of candy for my efforts. I've told Jeff since the beginning of our relationship, "I'm always ready to travel--just let me get my purse." Jeff agrees whole-heartedly, though I guess in his case "wallet" would be more appropriate. And as you faithful blog readers know, this has certainly been a year of travel for the Watts. Well, we've managed to pass our love for travel along to at least one of our kids, as evidenced by the following conversation that took place between Ruth and her grandmother sometime in the last couple of days. Ruth was playing Nana's piano and singing church songs.

Ruth: When I grow up I'm going to be a church piano player.
Nana: That's great! I bet that will be really neat.
Ruth: Yeah, but if you come you probably won't see me.
Nana: How come?!
Ruth: Because I'll probably be on vacation a lot of the time.
Nana: Well, who will play the piano then?
Ruth: I guess the other lady will have to.

We're off again on Friday. Headed out to the Davis Mountains to enjoy (and to do a little more work on) the cabin we built earlier this summer. It should be nice and cool out there and not the least bit humid. We'll think of all of you!