Look who else went to the basketball game last night.
Would you look at the hands in that picture? Oh my goodness.
Well, it's a beautiful chilly morning in Lloyd. I am waiting on word from Lily who is waiting on word from the Orthopedic clinic about when to bring Owen in. I will be going to help with children.
Maurice spent all night in bed with us, snuggling with first one, then the other. I think she is worried that we might leave again. I have not seen Jack since we've been back. Our neighbor who fed the animals said he saw him yesterday. Perhaps the man cat is pissed off.
The chickens are all lovely and have no idea we left. One of the old gals laid me another green egg. I have no idea why they have suddenly gone back into the laying biz.
Back to real life and glad to be.
P.S. Just got this from Lily.
Can't wait to get my gnarly old hands on those three. Gibson, Owen, and as Lily is calling her, "Princess Angel."