Letters to My Kids

The One with a Stomach Stuffed with Pizza

This weekend was quite a blast.  And not just of the fluffy white stuff.  (…which I love by the way.)  Kevin & I hit the road around 5:30 pm on Friday and arrived in Spring Arbor around 7pm.  We had a delicious hamburger dinner accompanied by the greatest fellowship–family.  Saturday was the first time in a looooooooong time that we have slept in past 7:00am.  It was close to 10 I think by the time we finally rolled out of the sack.  (Speaking of which, it’s a sweet deal to be able to share his old room. *happy*)  After getting a lesson on my new/used Palm Pilot (*stoked!*) and the boys regular video game sessions, we all enjoyed feasting on way too much Chinese at the buffet for Dad’s-in-law birthday.  Then we watched an SAU v. Grace Men’s Basketball game that was neck and neck.  (Sad outcome…) and the best part was getting to see Brooke…and for the second time in a week to boot!  I am so blessed by her friendship.  It may not be a steady contact relationship but it is one of sweet, unconditional and unending love.  I am so thankful to know she is always and forever there for me.  
Saturday night we were supposed to head back to Monroe, but decided to forego the possibly-sucky drive and spend a second night.  (three cheers for packing extra “undergarments” =D  Thanks for teaching me well, Mom!)  Sunday morning we had plenty of time to make the clear drive to Monroe in time for praise practice and church.  After service, we and the Kaufman’s filled our stomach’s at good ol’ Marge’s house where we had lots of Cottage Inn pizza.  Mmm.  A rousing game of Dominoes was enjoyed by all and made me realize how much I loved playing with Grams & Gramps!  Good times.  Good memories.  
Oh, and the teens in my youth group are absolutely amazing.  I love spending time with them.  Laughing.  Playing.  Teaching.  Learning.  Growing.  Keep us in your prayers.  

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