My mom gets to visit us this week...she arrives tomorrow!!! ...and my dad was supposed to come. Due to a recent toe surgery and orders from his doctor, he will not be joining her on this trip. As much as I'd love to tell him to, "just come anyway." I am a stickler for following doctor's orders!
Dad, since you won't be able to be here with us, here's some live action of what goes on at our house:
Stella is opening a Halloween card from her Grandma Bettcher and wanted to read it to me...you might need to turn the volume up a bit for this one:
Translation: "Dear Lord, Thank you for today. Thank you for Mommy, Daddy, Stella & Charlie. Thank you for this dinner. Pray in Jesus name, Amen."
(please excuse the bathrobe!) ;) --oh, and we're having breakfast even though she's thankful for her dinner. ha ha ha
They're getting big fast and I get to see them everyday. How does this happen!?