Picnics.  Games. Celebrations.  Community.  Shhhhhoooooo wweeeeee.  What more could you ask for on a beautiful Saturday afternoon?  Today, we celebrated the HIT Foundation 10 Year Anniversary.

And here are some of my little observations on the day.

HIT Foundation = Home Is The Foundation…. a great community organization which provides affordable housing to those who are seeking it.  Because everyone should have  a good place to live.  A place to call home.  I can’t tell you how incredible this has come to be for quite a few families in our area.  In short…. it ROCKS.

So… today we all gathered at Ft. St. Clair in Eaton, Ohio.  We ate fried chicken, coleslaw, and biscuits and such.  Heck.  Biscuit Boy was even there!  He is a good little food patrolman.  He rats people out for speaking with their mouths full.  Myself, included.

Anyway… lots of food and fun.  We had games.  Yes.  Competitions of all sorts.   I was in charge of the Hula Hoop competition.  I’ve come to understand something about the Hula Hoop.  There is no in-between.  You either have it… or you do not.   Kind of like that genetic thing where certain people can curl up their tongues… and others just look like they are epileptic when they try to do it. Hula Hoop.  Same thing.

Anyway… at every good park is a good creek.  Well…. we found it.  I dropped a small child in the mud.  Accident.   Honest to goodness.   I assure you.  However….  I rescued the little mud slug. And… and… and…  his mom will probably be cursing me at laundry time.   He was more mud than not.

Anyway…. no good creek would be good without a good Craw Dad.  Now.    Here is my big question for the day.  Why Craw Dads?  Certainly there are Craw Moms.  But no one ever goes creekin’ for Craw Moms.  And once they catch one….. it is ALWAYS a Craw Dad.

How do they know?

I looked closely at this one.  I couldn’t tell one way or the other…. yet… was wearing little Red Pumps.  Could have been a girl… but the evidence is not conclusive.

So the world keeps spinning…… with that…..  are my observations on the day.

And tonight…  Biscuit Boy is full….. Hula Hoops remain elusive for some… a Craw Mom is enjoying the peace and quiet of a creek….

And a lot of families are in their homes…. good homes…. with a place to call their very own.

“The strength of a nation derives from the integrity of the home.” – Confucius