five finds friday (ryder dresses up & good friends are worth everything)
Goodness – we crammed a lot into one week this go round.
I’m not sure I can even recall where this week began. Some days it felt as if we lived two or three days in that one twenty-four hour time period.
But it wasn’t a bad week and I’m always grateful when that is true.
funny
When my brother and his wife surprised us with a visit this week, Ryder got his share of attention.
Danny has loved dogs since as long as I can remember having an older brother named Danny.
He used to routinely get in trouble at the dinner table (and the breakfast table) for feeding a dog under the table. When my mom was at the barn or at work, he straight up let the dog (who wasn’t even supposed to be in our house at all) eat directly from his own bowl and spoon. (He’s gross like that.)
So it was no surprise that Ryder hung close to Danny’s side, even letting his gigantic over seventy pound dog self be carried around like a puppy.
Naturally, the kids thought these antics were hugely comical.
Which – they were.
Also – Ryder’s good natured personality allowed him to have his own little fashion shoot.
fashionable
Shoot, I should have used Ryder as my fashionable post too.
Actually, I saw that overalls are becoming trendy again.
Which is fine.
I really don’t have any major feelings about people wearing overalls.
I grew up on a farm. Overalls were purposeful. They’ve never bothered me.
Once upon a time, during college, my roommates and I conducted a social experiment. We began to think that no one was really paying any attention to what we were wearing. (In those days it was So Much Oversized Flannel. And heavy brown work boots. Like we had some actual hard core manual labor job. Which we did not.) We decided that we would all three wear overalls every single day for a week and see if anyone noticed or said anything.
The three of us did this. Overalls every day to every thing. One entire week. The same exact pair.
No response.
flavorful
I love our family’s Sunday morning brunch routine.
Last week we had pancakes.
And I smothered peanut butter on one of mine.
How do you like to top your pancakes?
My first choice is strawberries and maple syrup. Simple.
But I do love a peanut butter one every now and then.
faithful
A lot of provisions go on over here.
We’d have to be basically blind not to see it.
I’ve got a fabulously fun story coming up next week about a brand new basketball goal in our driveway. (A Goalrilla brand one. Literally feels like the Cadillac of the basketball goal world. Or – uh. Is Cadillac still a cool car? I should stick to references I know better. Maybe the Pulitzer Prize of the basketball goals? I don’t know. I’ll stop trying to speak figuratively now. That’s wisest.)
Anyway. She’s a beauty. And earlier this week, that goal was just lying in bits and parts in long cardboard boxes in our driveway.
Tell you what – that assembly looked ….. beyond my five foot three self.
Which indeed it was.
And I had two friends spend their afternoon (and evening) putting together this top notch real deal goal.
And that never just means two friends. It means that their wives were generous enough to set aside their own to-do lists and agendas for the evening and share their direction following, wrench using, goal assembling husbands and their entire family’s time with me and mine.
That’s really generous you guys.
Really kind.
Really above and beyond.
It’s faithful – right?
feels
That surprise visit this week from my brother and his wife?
What fun!
It was their first time seeing our new home and it felt good to show them around, to be a homeowner with a home. (That feeling hasn’t faded yet, not even six mortgage payments later.)
My kids think he’s some sort of super hero. He always makes them laugh and tells big stories and they just can’t get enough.
It was all kinds of good to have them in our home.
Also – it’s some kind of something to see the Eibert family genetics all pile up in the eyes of my son and my brother.
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