Now, normally that’s a bad thing, right?
Not so in the case of Joe and his little brother, George.
“Joe, keep an eye on the baby, will you?”
Whatever will I do when that kid goes back to school in a week? He doesn’t really need an education, does he?
Don’t answer that.
These photos, by the way, are brought to you courtesy of Minnesota Dad. Thank you, Sweetie! Here’s how it happened
A couple of weeks ago, John decided to finish installing our hard wood floors. Remember this room?
It don’t look like that no more!
“Would you like me to take the kids to my mom & dad’s for the weekend?” I asked. “So that we’d be out of the way?”
He said we could, if we wanted to, but that he would miss us and would rather that we didn’t leave. And then he proposed that we get a hotel room in town. You know, to hang out & swim & still be close to him.
I felt my heart melt away within me.
I tell you, that man’s a total sweetie! And handy, too? What a delicious combination.
So yes. We spent the night at a local hotel.
Me and my six charges.
The hotel clerk, God bless him, didn’t say a word as we trooped past. (Of course, I was careful not to meet his eye.)
One adult, six kids (including an Angela) and two double beds to share among us.
“Um, could we have a cot sent up, please?”
“Sure.” No questions asked. He just said sure.
If I didn’t know better, I’d have sworn he “got” me.
What a nice feeling, that.
Either that or he took one look and realized…
“It’s okay. She’s got her Joe.”
All for the greater glory of God,