A few weeks back, we were invited to attend a birthday party down in Orange County. When I looked at the address, I noticed it was just 2 miles from where my husband works. So, I decided not to tell him about the party, and to take the kids to surprise him afterwards.
I knew that it was a little risky; after all, he could be on a call! But he would eventually get back, so we would wait… and boy did we wait! After an hour, I finally got a hold of him on the phone only to discover he was at a different station that day! So we drove another half hour to the next station.
Long story short, we ended up seeing him first at the grocery store, so we bought lunch together then headed to the station for a short but fun afternoon visit.
This was really Malachi’s first visit that he remembers. I wish we lived closer, (but not enough to move, Honey — sorry!) The kids had a blast and we took way too many pictures!
I promise these were just a handful of the shots we took that day. Despite the setbacks, we may try to pull another surprise visit in the future!
I was passing by our garden bed this morning on my way to the chicken yard, when it occurred to me. We have had a LOT of green tomatoes for quite some time. Why isn’t there a red one, yet? I peeked inside, and guess what I found?
I was super excited and immediately called for my oldest daughter, who is also a huge fan of fresh tomatoes. Being the good mom that I am, I offered it to my daughter. She peeked in even further and found a second tomato!
“Aw… God must be blessing me for offering the tomato I wanted to my daughter. I will eat the second tomato!” (Please don’t learn your Theology from me!) My son looks up at me and says, “I want it, I want it!”
“Are you sure?” I ask.
“I want it.”
“Here… smell it… do you think you would like it?”
“Ok, here is your tomato.”
He chews and chews. I am so excited; a healthy snack for my son! Yes, I have found another tomato lover! Oh wait… he pulls it out of his mouth and hands it to me. “Don’t yike it. You eat it!”
And so, the chickens got a morning treat! (Though I did ponder eating it!)
And that is the story of our first tomato(es).