it's friday night. our school week is over. i am asked over and over--when will daddy be here? he is on the way, but they are getting hungry, impatient, and restless. so, we head out the door. we head down to the lake. and we enjoy the fresh air, the breeze, and this gorgeous sun (and wait for daddy to arrive)...suddenly there is not a care in the world amongst them. God is great! and so this is how most nights go at our house...
