Not to long ago, we had some friends for a dinner. They were old friends of ours from out days in the mountains, but although Q had been iceskating with them once last winter, she was not so sure she wanted them to share our home for the evening.
When they came inside, Q took their shoes and lined them up facing the front door...in case they might want to leave quickly, I assume ;)
It didn't take her too long to warm to having friends to show around, however.
Willa, with the curls, is about Q's age, and Maisie two years older.
Q got to show off her new tree swing.
And we got to catch up with old friends under the apple tree, which is bearing more than it's share of fruit this year, after two fallow springs in a row.
Since we don't often entertain, we had to improvise with various tables and chairs on the lawn, and the littles go their own table, which I think they quite enjoyed!
Sometimes when you improvise, everything works out just fine.
A lovely evening all around.
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I'm smiling. I have met Judy, Maisie and Willa. And we enjoyed many a music class together. We see this kind family around often. Had a nice chat with Judy before the Yo Yo Ma concert. Fun.
LOL, so cute, lining up the shoes .....
life as it should be - in the summer! les beaux jours!
It looks lovely, like a scene from Alice in Wonderland. I love that the chairs don't match. The swing looks like a lot of fun. Lovely children.
Lovely! what a gracious hostess despite the first hesitations... (and I love the equipales (Mexican chairs) of course!)
i love the moment of time with lot friends and chat anythings ....... so delightful i felt :)
It was always one of my favourite moment when we would get our own table with friends or cousins...away from the adults :-) Now it's the other generation!
I miss your blogs so much, it's been great to look at all the pics tonight and watch Miss QQ becoming such a beautiful big girl. Is she going to be as tall as her Mama? She looks so tall and gracious.
Love you guys.
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