This little girl and her brothers and their mama came over today for a back-yard visit. As you can see from Magnolia June's face, it was hot but at least the bugs weren't too bad. When I took that picture she was trying to talk me into helping her find the pig and the pig's house which of course I did. She was wearing a dress I got her in Cozumel when we were there last. It finally fits her. I have absolutely no sense of how big or small anyone is. Either I get things that are ginormous on the intended recipient or just skin-tight. I remember buying that dress. The store owner and I ended up having a long conversation about Trump and politics in general and he was no fan of Trump's. I doubt there are many fans of Trump in Mexico. Well, maybe some of the American ex-pats are. Plenty of them seem to be right-wingers but not all. Not all.
I miss Cozumel bad.
It was mighty good to see the Hartmann's. Maggie brought several dolls and stuffed animals and a book and wanted me to get the little wicker stroller for her to play with and I did. One of the first things she said to me was, "Do you like my hair? I cut it myself."
I assured her I did.
Lily and Owen and Gibson and I sat around the old table in the backyard. I passed out ice water and fans.