so i'm at my parents' house kickin' it with my dad. well, actually if you knew my dad, you would laugh at that. because really...my dad doesn't actually kick it so much. he's more the reserved type.
he's packing for a trip. while my mom is at my house. it's 1045 at night, and i've got nervous energy. tonight was a tough night. i put goo to bed. and then after i finished reading stories to big h, we talked about how i would be leaving for a couple of days.
and he started crying. a lot. which i did NOT expect.
sure, i expected it when buz left. but me? not so much. caught me so off guard. so i did the only thing that came to my mind. first, we talked to Jesus. and then, i printed off a picture of me. i know. i've got vanity issues. at first he hung it on the wall. and then he decided that he would rather sleep with it.
so right now, he is asleep with a picture of the two of us. cute. sad. makes me sad just thinking about it.
but he's going to be #1 camper at Camp Nana.
and i'm going to be at a pool with sunglasses and a book. with my spouse. in florida.
and did you check out the pictures above? i mean, could Nana be any more ready for this week? i hope and pray she has a wonderful time with her grandchildren.
let's take a brief moment to pray for sweet nana. that she'll have a wonderful time with her grandchildren.
ok. i feel much better.
and now i'm off.