Grandma, Grandpa, Steve, Fay, and I all went to Duck Creek Village for a week to celebrate Steve's and my 10th wedding anniversary (even though that doesn't happen until October). We stayed in a gorgeous cabin and I'm so ready to leave everything and live in Duck Creek for the rest of my life.
Fay has become obsessed with praying. She constantly folds her arms and, if you don't comply, will bow her head and close her eyes for a split second before looking up again. It's cute as heck, but we're running out of things to pray about. At Wal*Mart yesterday, I said, "Thank you for the green stuff," because there were bottles with green liquid outside the store.
She can pray and loves MacGyver. I have succeeded as a parent.
