Words of encouragement. You're welcome.
This past weekend was a doozy. We spent Saturday night at Ouma and Oupa's for the first time in a long time. Since Noah was born, I believe. Saturday night, Oupa and Ouma prepared one of their bountiful feasts and fed several friends and family members. Noah was thrilled to see his grandparents, but I'm certain that, by far, his favorite part of the night was when daddy let him run, fully clothed, through the sprinkler that was running nearby.
The next day, Noah got to explore the farm!
|Baby goats! they were the size of house cats.|
|Noah loved the goats. Beats the stupid petting zoo any day.|
|I loved the goats, too!|
And then, friends, the moment that is similar to the moment that we're all still waiting for: the Skinners have moved out of Missouri!
Of course, they're not here for keepsies yet. K-Skinner's got one more rotation in Oklahoma before they can officially be Texans again. But for one glorious week, we gets to pretend like their absence never happened and we both magically have one-year olds and we didn't miss a thing in between. To celebrate, Aubrey and I let the daddys watch over the napping babies while we went to get pedicures!
Today, Monday, nothing big is planned. Noah and I are be-boppin' around the house and Daddy's working. So, friends, I leave off with a cheerful "good morning!"