This week I was visiting my daughter and her family in northeastern Alabama.
The weather was PERFECT -- warm enough that we weren't freezing, but not hot enough that we felt like we were hotdogs being skewered at a 7-11 for a week. This was my view every morning from their front porch. Lovely!
It's hard to put into words how much fun we had. So much laughter. So much talking. So much food!
They have three teenagers. I can't believe that. Yesterday they were just babies. Then I blinked, and now they're ... well, they are most definitely NOT babies anymore. One will be going off to college in the fall. Really, the main reason I came was to hear her final vocal performance of the year before she graduates.
I am constantly stunned by her artistic abilities.
And she's not the only musician in the family. One plays the drums. Another the violin. Yet another the baritone.
One is a little monkey who can climb ANYTHING. And another loves sports.
Their dad pastors a wonderful missions-minded congregation.
Together, we did a little hiking.
I'm very proud of their two oldest. Both work at Chick-Fil-A. Spicy chicken sandwich anybody?
They have two dogs. Here I am trying to get some writing done in the morning. Nope, not without petting sweet little Lilly!
I guess you could say it was a pretty fantastic trip. I have been SO blessed and am thankful for my wonderful friends and family. One of the kids said to me before I left, "Papa B, one of the things you've taught me is that age is just a number." I sure hope so :)
Thanks for reading, and may you have a positively wonderful week in the Lord!