Greg's horrible no good very bad rotation is over! Hurrah! Actually it wasn't so bad this time. We even got to go visit him at the hospital last Sunday. We walked into the hospital, following Greg through the sparkling corridors and bustling crowds, and wide-eyed Ray asked, "Daddy, this is where you work?" It was funny. Maybe you had to be there. We played balloon volleyball and tag and hide and seek along the abandoned hallways and hospital rooms turned resident call rooms. It was awesome. They ate Cheerios. It was glorious. They discovered the cable tvs in the call rooms. Aaaahhhhhmaaaaazzziiiiiiiiiing!!! Jimmy's attitude is remarkable. He's all smiles and wogging around like he owns whatever place he's wogging around in. Ray has also taken him under his wing. He swings back and forth between, "Mommy, look! I'm holding Jimmy's hand!" and "Ray! Let go of Jimmy's hand/arm/foot/head NOW!" Jimmy seems to enjoy all o...
Mud Puddles, Prayer, and Pools of Laughter