Easter Sunday

Just saw a face book post that read “It’s official . . . . Peter Cottontail has drowned”.  That describes the weather pretty much for the past couple of days.  As of this afternoon we have already got about 7” inches of rain and there is no end in sight.  Doesn’t make for a very good day of egg hunting.

Drew and I colored eggs yesterday.  It was a little more difficult that I remembered . . . the attention span of an 18 month old is not very long at all. But we had fun and got the job done.

 

I spent the night at Kayla and Chase’s house last night so Drew would sleep better through the storms.  The lightening and thunder were terrible.  Peggy picked him up and took him to church with her and we picked Drew up on our way home from church.  Kayla wanted him to go to Easter Dinner at Grandma Ginny’s house.  All of Shonna’s family was there today and my family was scattered.  Of course Kayla is still in the hospital and Kristin is in Russellville.  Drew and Hunter were able to hunt eggs (as much as an 18 month old and a year old can) in the house.

After dinner, Richard, Drew, and I went to see Kayla and little Audrey.  Kayla had a really rough night last night, emotionally, mentally, physically, etc.  She was much better today.  As far as I know or can tell or from what I have been told, little Audrey is doing ok.  Here are a few pictures from today.

Kayla made a post on face book tonight about how amazing it is of all the little things a person takes for granted.  That is so true.  I feel like I have learned and grown so much during this ordeal with her the past few weeks.  I have often thought the same thing.  I take so much for granted.  I am and have always been a very jealous person.  I hate that about myself.  What a horrible attribute to have or way to be.  I have had a most difficult time truly letting go of my girls since they got married.  I don’t know why.  It is something I struggle with everyday.  And I have good sons-in-law that are good Christian men that love and serve the Lord and provide for my girls.  And I am happy for them but there is just something that I have a hard time dealing with.  I just don’t want to be forgotten.  I just want to have those relationships with my girls that we had before they married and I guess I am always afraid of losing that.  I have so much more growing in the Lord that I need to do.