Saturday--yard sales, church meetings and a rendezvous with Grandpa Tom and Grandma Jane for Grace and Paul. They all enjoyed a special evening which included dinner, a performance of South Pacific and a hotel stay. The rest of us made chicken and took it to Grandpa Bob's and Grandma Dianne's for our monthly family dinner while we awaited news of the birth of the sixteenth grandchild.
Sunday--texting brother-in-law @ 3 a.m. to inquire if the baby had made his entrance yet. He had--just fifteen minutes prior. Matt and I enjoyed pictures in the wee hours of the morning. We got up early to attend the early service @ church, listened to a lecture on the Grand Canyon and the Genesis Flood, then headed over to the hospital to see the newest Macduff. Home for a quick lunch, then Matt headed out to pick up Grace and Paul, who had had and awesome and exhausting time.
We had every intention of going to the monthy out-of-town family worship this evening, but had to cut our losses, realizing that our busy weekend had just about done all of us in and we'd probably regret not getting home until 10 p.m. tonight. Seems like our weekends always run out before we have time to squeeze everything into them that we want to, but such is life.
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