October 24
Sunday, October 24, 2010
4:45 snuggle wake-up call for Puck that morning due to the necessity of asking his mother a very important question…
“Where does sand come from?”
But more importantly, he wanted to know were OLeif was.
“Mama? Where’s my daddy?”
The winds were up. Mild warmth.
Church.
Judah and Evangeline had not yet officially decided where they were to become missionaries in Africa.
Grandma and Mom told all of the success of the day and the game score. Dad had been right…
Violet blankets of cloud crept in during the late part of the service.
Grandma had spent the night and sat in on Sunday School with Collette.
Puck had homemade donuts made by Daisy-Jean and came away with a handful of ‘baby hearts’, little foam pieces, from his Sunday School.
Waiting at church for OLeif to return from the youth retreat, during which Collette and Puck got to once again see six month-old Hesed, smiling blue-eyed baby.
Puck announced to everyone, upon OLeif’s return that…
“My daddy is home!!”
The annual sausage supper.
A frustrating Atletico Madrid game. Forlan was even benched until the second half.
OLeif napped.
Francis napped on the floor… as usual.
Joe hit up the costume shop with Aristotle George.
Puck explored Rose’s and Lila’s room, running out with Rose’s old silver ‘penguin pot’…
“I’ve got a monster stew!” he exclaimed.
He was also given another quarter from Grandma Combs for the bubble gum machine.
Apple pie.
Before leaving for the evening, Carrie asked Puck for what she had dubbed a ‘super kiss’.
Back home…
OLeif and Puck were going at it with the wrestling matches. And Puck yelled out claims of triumph as he jumped onto OLeif’s back…
“QRS! TUA! BB!!”
Then it was time for bed. After a song and prayers, OLeif stayed back with the little chubby until he fell asleep.
The night seemed to be coming on well with flashes of lightening in the dark as OLeif went out for pomegranate lemonade, pretzel-stuffed M’nMs, and Hallowe’en soft sugar cookies. But after one low rumble of thunder, alas, the storm never arrived. Francis was surely disappointed…