Oh the memories

This evening I spent time at a “tea.” Sitting around a table with a number of four and five year old girls preparing for the “Little Miss Tuttle Pageant” I learned adults cannot enter the contest and neither can boys. Some question the first. I am guilty of the second. They are so perceptive.

For somewhere around ten years, save last year, I have enjoyed playing role of MC at this annual event. One of the young girl’s mother was in one of the first groups of youth I took to Falls Creek thirteen years ago. Now her daughter will wave at the crowd, visit with me and have a fun evening next weekend.  Oh the memories!

They all reminded me of our two girls who have gone the way all young ones do – they got  older.