Well, I didn't get anything posted while away, but now that everything is unpacked, mail opened, laundry done, it's time to reflect and enjoy the memories. Our time in Virginia and the trip there and back were (mostly) fabulous...just long enough not to feel rushed and short enough to make the leaving hard. There were tons of laughter, lots of hugs, lots of singing and story-telling and book-reading to the elves, seen above being totally enthralled by Papa's song. [A side note: you can see from the picture why the youngest grandchildren refer to their grandfather as "Black Papa."] Granny and Papa are amazingly blessed to witness a new generation being raised to honor the Father and love each other. In a few weeks I will return to be with Kristen as we welcome a new little one, the "dozenth" grandbaby. The circle enlarges: there will never be too many...
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