All That I Am Grateful For

Three kids who rode like angels for over ten hours in the car. (No, they didn't spend the entire ride all crammed together in the back, this picture was taken while they were all enjoying the portable DVD player.)

Realizing that even Jesus is a football fan.

Help in the woodshop. I returned home with a beautiful walnut jewelry box made from wood taken from a tree from the land my dad lived on when he was little.

The joy Birdy found when G's girlfriend introduced her to beading.

Watching the kids play washers - better than I did most times!

Playing catch with Dad. (And not getting hit!)

A field trip instigated by G'ma Judy that turned out to be not only fun but educational.

The look on LM's face when the soldier asked if anyone was interested in hearing and seeing the musket fire.

Finding the proper implements (and learning how to use them!) to extract LM's stubborn teeth.

Realizing how tall LM is getting (he's officially taller than his aunt now!)

A visit from the cardinal couple.

For three kids who are used to boating and swimming nearly every day while at Papa's house, they were remarkably understanding and flexible about the weather not being warm enough for either. But a dip in the rec center pool was eagerly enjoyed!

A smile!

Giggles!

Trumpet skills put to use on vacation.

All the great sights in the south.

Getting in a game of pool - even if I did get my butt kicked by my brother.

Passing along the Jane-family love for the great game of Yahtzee!!

That it is somehow logical for kids to drive and dogs to ride at Papa's house.

That no child was injured during the filming of this crime scene.

A view I will never grow tired of.

Thanks, Dad and Judy for another incredible vacation. We are so grateful for your hospitality, generosity, love, support and laughter.