First of all, here's a big ol' shout out to Papa Joe. On Saturday night the Morris gang went to Pell City and had dinner with him. We were joined by Uncle Doc, Aunt Barbara, and Aunt Barbara's sweet twin sister. Unfortunately, both my cameras were rocking dead batteries, so I have no pictures. Boo!
On Sunday, I went to church and it was the first time in a long time I had no kids with me. I'd love to say that the Homily ("Sermon" in Protestant-speak) was amazing, but honestly, they are probably always that good because God is great and our priest is wonderful. I just got to LISTEN for a change. It's inspiring how changed you immediately feel when your heart is filled with God. I'm just sayin...
*Side note, all of the pictures in this post were taken on my iPhone, so I'm sorry about the less-than-stellar quality. Camera batteries were still dead on Sunday...*
After church, I went home, picked up the family, and hinted on Twitter as to where we were headed by posting this picture:
My sweet little Pool-Rat!
I said "Sunday FUNday", Jason! Geez...
Oops! Kristy will kill me for this one. I caught her with food in her mouth. And good food it was, too! We had great spaghetti, a huge crisp salad, and dessert! Rob made sure we had dessert. Look at this last shot below. Can you tell my sweet li'l 4-year-old loves cake?