with all the outside playing, late(r) dinners and after-dinner family walks (and bike rides), we don’t do much of this:
anymore. and i miss it. i miss hearing dave read stories in funny voices to the kids. i miss davey’s rapt attention and samantha’s wandering feet during story time. perhaps we will re-institute this during our vacation. which is only a week away. just a week? yes, really, just a week. ACK!!!
(and for those of you who were in church when samantha was dedicated almost two years ago, i do believe she’s trying to do to dave what she did to grandpa during his prayer that morning while he held her. sorry again, dad. at least you know you’re not alone. and it wasn’t a one-time event!)