However, I was instead squeezed tightly between a car seat and a booster that were loaded with my two handsome boys. This made for a road trip free of fighting and fussing, poking and whining. In that respect, it was nothing like the car rides of my youth (even if in both cases I was trapped between two boys).
After church, which we were later to than we have ever been, we headed to grandma's and loaded up in her CRV for a jaunt into LA to see Tia Magda's newly renovated home. It was fun. The Cuban cowboy stayed home after a long night of work that brought him home at 4 AM.
This is what it looks like when two engineers decide to make a giant paper airplane: equations and rulers at the helm.
Yeah it flew. . . right into the neighbors backyard. Silly BIL is a man child; that's why he's great though.
It was another splendidly blessed Sunday. Praise God. May his blessings pour forth in your life this week.
Okay. Bye bye for real. Loves!!!!!