Today I am grateful for the lovely time we had at my parents' house this afternoon/evening. We swam, looked at pictures from my husband's very recent trip to Malaysia, and ate some delicious food. (Sweet corn, homemade Parker House rolls, and apple pie, anyone?) And then, to top it all off, the kids left Oma's house without melting down in the process. In fact, Baylor was the first one in the car and happy to be there! It was a regular little miracle.
Have a wonderful night!