Last night I went over to Sara’s for dinner with her, my nephews, and my father. I could barely sleep Sunday night knowing he was coming. And not out of excitement. He still makes my stomach hurt. In case you’re wondering, he never won Father of the Year. We ordered Chinese and I got to hear all about how proud everyone in my family is that my cousin managed to get pregnant again. I got out of there as fast as I could.
This morning I babysat while Sara volunteered at Jacob’s school for a couple hours. 
More about that and our big family dinner later.
Bless Your Heart 