Hometown Airstrip with the Boys

I counted a total of 4 weeks in December and January 

that I was able to spend with my children. 

I think that's the most we've been together since 

my nest became empty in 2003.

In my small town, we have a very small airstrip.

Connor is a Dusty fan so he's all about planes. 

I can't begin to tell you what joy it was
 to see the awe on his little face.

No one was standing by for take off so

we took the liberty to walk around.

This was his first look into a real plane.

He wanted to get in so badly.

He called this one, "Dusty."

It was freezing and raining so it wasn't long
before we headed back inside.

I just love this picture, Connor holding hands with his Grandy.

Three boys together, a Kodak moment!

Inside he found a book of Dustys.

Of course, Grandy had lots of stories to tell 

about where his daddy grew up.

I opened the door to his house last week 

and the first thing he asked was, 

"Where's Grandy? Can we see the planes?"

Grandy enjoyed his first little girl while they were home.

Now, he's ready to hold his newest little girl.

She was in the NICU the last time he saw her.

I asked him when he was ready to go.

He said, "Now!"

This is our most recent picture.
I can't believe how much she's changed.

Happy Thursday!

I think I heard the prediction of snow in tomorrow's forecast.