Is It Monday?

Today I awoke to find it raining and that meant that the leaves I blew into the arena are now going to be wet leaves.

I was suppose to be at my daughters house at noon only to have the husband call and say that he was leaving town and that he'd be leaving at 12:30pm and oh by the way, I'm hungry.

I was suppose to have lab work done but couldn't find my lab sheet.

On the way to my daughters, I  had a yelling match with my oldest.

At my other daughters house, I got into an argument with her.

What day is it?  Is it Monday or is it Tuesday?  I thought that only crap happened on Mondays.  So why was my day so bad?  I haven't been in the word, that's why.

But don't fret.  It ends on a good note.  I texted my daughter (oldest) to see if I could swing by to see the grandbabies.  Yes she says, they're expecting you.

I got there and parked and they drove in moments later.  I see the boys get out of the truck and hear my 2 year old grandson say "I missed you".  Is that possible?  His words and sentences were clear as the bells ringing at church.  He had grown.  My little Tucker, still as slim as ever but just as handsome, ran to me with the smile on his face that can only put a smile on your heart and on your face.

Once inside the house, we sat and Carrie prepared dinner.  A little negotiating went on between mother and son but in the end, everyone was fed and got their dessert.  Gammi sat with Bennie on her lap, helping him maneuver the Leap Frog, kissing him, tickling him, and kissing him some more. 

Then I changed out boys and got Tucker on my lap and did the same.  Not once did the tv go on.  What a change!!!  It was nice to have their undivided attention and be with them.

These little angels put the smile back on my face and retrieved the lousy day from the trash.   Thank you Tucker and Bennie, Gammi loves you.

p.s.  To Carrie and Meg:  I am so sorry for the arguments with you both.   I pray that you will forgive me.