High School and Older Kids haning out in the cabana.
Middle School and Younger Kids eating at a table.
MY Pampered Chef, in his own apron, because HE wanted one, that's why."Food anyone? We have barbecued meat, my wife's to die for chili cheese dip, and her famous lemon-limeaid punch!"
My brother Troy, his new lab puppy, Bella, and JavierAnd now, the following picture may seem very very odd to you:
He is not blessing our food, the boys or anything religious at all. Yes, his hands are folded, he is slightly bowed and his eyes are shut. I assure you, he is NOT praying. He is begging.
Begging his graduating grandsons to let him SKIP their ceremony and go to a football game.
Not just any football game, but one that would allow him to see one of his other grandsons play in the big indoor arena before our state's arena football team plays. It is as big of deal as it sounds. It's HUGE!
And after enjoying their Granddad's show, they let him off the hook, wishing they could go to a football game instead of having to put a button-up dress shirt on, slacks, dress shoes AND a cap and gown....
And that, my peeps, is how we roll. We understand each other, we give and take and sometimes give more than we get, but that's okay. Because we love each other and those grandsons KNOW their Granddad loves them and that's what really matters.









Enough for today, Honey. We have tomorrow.

