Two in the kitchen
This was one of the better lines of the day. What a wonderful day. Pure chaos. The Man oblivious to most of it, or so I thought, until he whispered to me, “Do I have a nerve pill I can take.” One of those, “The Best of Times.” We had a blast. We had a great cook, good food, great company, and a lot of laughter.
When the kids were running in and out and all over everywhere and I said, “What happened here? I swear I only had three kids.” That was when the number one son came out with the line that it looks like a stork thru up here.
A list of highlights of the day:
The anticipation of the arrival of the kids and their families for the first time in six years.
Two brothers hug.
A three-year old telling us that she has new friends!
The arrival and emotional reunion of a grandmother and great-grandmother.
The magic show. (you’d have to be there)
The make-over. (bless you Bay)
The four-wheeler tow truck.
The 1976 truck ride.
The songs accompanied by Jake one guitar.
My brother the electrician and plumber.
Make believe hospital.
I’m sure there are many more memories that will come to my mind as days go on, but these alone will make for conversation for many months to come.
Papa’s hands can fix anything – even tired grandbabies