Good morning, friends. I am trying really hard not to fall off the blogging wagon again. I am going to write right now, even though I am in full mouth breather mode, still in my pajamas, and with very little motivation to get anything productive done. I refuse to be that slacker blogger of yesteryear.
At least not today.
We had a great weekend. My sweet niece Casey came to visit us for the weekend, along with her husband Michael and two awesome kids. My kids had a great time with their cousins, and spent most of the weekend just like this:
My poor little great-niece was carted around on that hip for the better part of 60 hours. And my little great-nephew said so many things that cracked me up. The first thing he said to me on our very first outing was this:
"Travis, let me ask you a question. I like rolls."
And thus commenced a fun weekend with family. And let it be said that although I LOVE my calling in life and I am crazy about my life on the road meeting wonderful people and worshipping with them, it felt mighty fine being home on a Saturday. I turned football on the TV beginning Saturday morning at 10am for College Game Day, and did not turn it off until we went to bed. I never even left the house once. Ahhhhhhhhhh.
A fun time was had, complete with a puppet show:
I feel the need to clarify that the only reason there are no pictures in that frame hanging in Levi's room is because we have not had time to get any chosen, developed, and put in there. It has only been hanging there for a year and a half. So cut me some slack, already.
I am also afraid to say this for fear of being snatched up by the snares of pride. But I cooked one heck of a meal on Saturday (oops...I guess I was snatched up). Quick-fried beef with broccoli, cooked carrots and fried rice. And a kick-booty salad by my wife. Check out this delicious spread:
When I typed that food sentence, I accidentally typed "quick-friend beef with broccoli." Let me tell you, that beef was so good, it was a friend.
(Is it my imagination, or is that firstborn son of mine growing a mile a minute? All the growing up. Warms my heart and makes me sad at the same time.)
We had a great time with our family this weekend. So glad they came. T-Dawg, if you come again, I promise we will have rolls.