It is oh-so-busy around here, with Daddy away again, directing a teen camp for another eight days.
We blow bubble kisses, scribble chalky love-pictures on the cracked concrete, read chapter after chapter that make us wish we were unearthing an old home and all its treasures, roast hot dogs to fill buns that leak ketchup and mustard onto happy cheeks...
...and we're still humming away! Our lives full of scraped knees, raucous laughter, sniffly snuggles, picnic table forts, swimming suit tan lines...
...we hum, we sing, we shout praise to the Father, hearts beating out a praise song for glorious summer.
Be back soon!
We blow bubble kisses, scribble chalky love-pictures on the cracked concrete, read chapter after chapter that make us wish we were unearthing an old home and all its treasures, roast hot dogs to fill buns that leak ketchup and mustard onto happy cheeks...
...and we're still humming away! Our lives full of scraped knees, raucous laughter, sniffly snuggles, picnic table forts, swimming suit tan lines...
...we hum, we sing, we shout praise to the Father, hearts beating out a praise song for glorious summer.
Be back soon!
