|Took Steve's brother and Maya to the local farm last night|
|she loved playing in the corn pit|
|my feet in the corn. Yep I need a pedicure|
|feeding the pygmy goats|
|milking the fake cow|
|me showing her how to do it|
|riding the pig|
|BIL unperturbed by fake crows. Maya would not go near them|
|Allie with butterfly wings|
|Zingermans's for the BIL yesterday|
|While we ate Korean|
|rainbow cookies fresh from Brooklyn|
|Northville the other day|
|Maya and her mom showing off their flexibility|
from the internet
Cool, sunny days..the best. Steve's brother will stay with us until we leave dropping us off at the airport. The kids come with their kids to visit him. Monday, we went to Northville for lunch and yesterday, Kerrytown in Ann Arbor. We stopped at the wrapping paper store for my BIL to buy some old Brooklyn maps (which are sold as wrapping paper).
They also sold lots of greeting cards including a whole section for those who have cancer. Some examples:
I promise never to refer to your cancer as a journey unless you are actually taking a cruise.
I am so sorry I am ignoring you in your time of need but I don't know what to say.
WTF(for the second one)? I have heard of people neglecting their friends with cancer just because dealing with them makes them uncomfortable. A friend was told by a former friend that seeing her bald was just too depressing for her. But to make a card for this is unbelievable.
My friend after a very long absence, will try to come to the cooking class tonight for survivors.
We had Ms. Maya last night. As she had such a hard afternoon, we tried to do something special for her, thus the farm trip. Still too scared to take the train by herself. It was a beautiful night.