A quick word about feeding here at the Waco Vaughan household. For one thing, pizza night was a success. I wanted to share a quick anecdote about our first night alone with the kids. Christi left a really nice roast and potatoes and carrots cooking in the crockpot when they left. It was all ready at supper time. Yum. After all, it was Mom’s cooking, and Mom always knows what we all like right? The kids all dove in. Well, except for AnnaGrace. Seems she had something else entirely in mind. Now, she was pretending at the time to be a puppy dog, and she rapidly acknowledged that puppies do like meat. But not THAT meat. She wanted meat, but it had to be “Bumpy Meat.” I had no idea what that meant. Some kind of fine quisine I was not familiar with, I was sure. Granted the roast could be deemed “smooth meat.” Or maybe “Long, skinny strips meat.” Certainly not, “Bumpy Meat,” by any stretch of a four-year-old’s imagination. So … what in the world is “Bumpy Meat.”
Fortunately,
Nani was also around. And she was
well-versed in AnnaGrace-ese. Or at
least she had received the proper coaching that I so desperately lacked. “Bumpy Meat” is simply code for … hamburger. Ground beef.
See? Makes perfect sense, doesn’t
it? All you have to do is think like a four-year-old.
Friday
was our busy day, the very reason we were here.
We had to get Zak up early to get him to their homeschool co-op to help
set up. I pulled that duty. Meanwhile Chris was getting the others ready
to be there about an hour later. Once we
got them all present and accounted for, we actually had a few hours to
ourselves. We went to Target and did
some Christmas shopping.
Around
noon we picked up AnnaGrace and went on our grandparent date. We ended up at her favorite spot – and the site
of her regular Friday treat with Mom – Freddy’s. It’s a local shop that serves AnnaGarce’s all-time
favorite lunch – French Fries and a Dr Pepper.
Then it was back to the co-op to pick up Luke and Caleb and get Caleb to
basketball practice. Immediately. I managed to get him dropped off and Luke
back to the house before racing aback to co-op to pick up Zak, who stuck around
to help with clean-up. We had time to stop and get some gas in the car. Then it was back
to pick up Caleb after practice. That
was followed by a quick trip to pick up the pizzas we ordered. Finally we headed back home, pizzas in hand
for Family pizza and a movie night (also a tradition for Friday nights
around here). Peter Rabbit 2 (It
was AnnaGrace’s turn to choose). After
that movie ended, AnnaGrace went on to bed.
The boys gave Mom and Dad a call to ask about a movie they wanted to
watch. After their chat, the format was
set. Astros on the phone for
DadDad. Harry Potter on the TV for Luke
(We switched it over to the Astros after the movie ended). And some other Dad-approved movie on the computer
for the two older guys. Whew. By the time all that ended, I for one was
ready for bed. The boys pretty much
bunked in where they were in the living room.
Also a family tradition on pizza and a movie night – sleepover. Nani, by the way, had already gone to bed long
before – maybe in the sixth inning. Hey,
I gauge time by innings when the Astros are playing. Sadly, the good guys lost this one. But in their defense, it was 50 degrees and
raining. That’s just not baseball
weather.
Oh,
on to Christina. She actually received
her facilities upgrade. Or downgrade
depending on your perspective, I guess.
She has been moved to the acute care facility in Webster, a mere twenty
minutes from home. And last night Jachin
was able to see her for the first time in 26 days. Micah is due to go up today. And as soon as she gets off the high flow
oxygen, she will be able to meet the other three down in the lobby area for a
visit. That’s a big WooHoo in spite of the
Astros loss!
Romans
10:10 says, “For it is with your heart that you believe and are justified,
and it is with your mouth that you profess your faith and are saved.”
Father,
please be with Josh and Christi as they travel today. And thank you for Christina’s upgrades. Amen.
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