They're Back!

Our daughter Erin and her family drove to MT on Saturday, getting here that evening, tired and ready to be out of their cars after 14 plus hours on the road. John's mom, Mary Beth, came along with them and was a much-appreciated travel companion for the boys as well as Erin & John. Mother's Day was one of mixed emotions for us all; while we were so grateful to the Lord for bringing them all safely here, Mary Beth had to say good-bye to them and  fly back to her home in the midwest, a difficult time that we have also been through in the past. But she knows they are in the Father's hands and that this is His timing and His provision for them. It was so nice to see her even for such a very short visit, and my heart knows what she felt as she said good-bye.

Our daughter Sara, her husband Mark, and our granddaughter Maya came to our house for Mother's Day, and the cousins had a wonderful day playing in the backyard and around the house. Unfortunately, I was not on the ball to take pictures yesterday, but I know I will have the opportunity to get the 3 of them together soon. I did, however, snap a few quick shots today when Jack lost his second tooth!!

I've got a loose tooth

A wiggledy giggledy loose tooth

I've got a loose tooth

Hanging by a thread!

I pulled my loose tooth,

My wiggledy giggledy loose tooth

And now I have a quarter and a hole in my head!!

(The little chant we would sing at school whenever a student lost a tooth!)

Eli and a moment with our golden retriever, Lucy

A Boy and His Dog
by Edgar Guest

A boy and his dog make a glorious pair:

No better friendship is found anywhere,

For they talk and they walk and they run and they play,

And they have their deep secrets for many a day;

And that boy has a comrade who thinks and who feels,

Who walks down the road with a dog at his heels.

He may go where he will and his dog will be there,

May revel in mud and his dog will not care;

Faithful he'll stay for the slightest command

And bark with delight at the touch of his hand;

Oh, he owns a treasure which nobody steals,

Who walks down the road with a dog at his heels.

No other can lure him away from his side;

He's proof against riches and station and pride;

Fine dress does not charm him, and flattery's breath

Is lost on the dog, for he's faithful to death;

He sees the great soul which the body conceals--

Oh, it's great to be young with a dog at your heels!