Grama & KK

The weather was so nice the week grandma and KK came to visit... so nice that trace went fishing naked one day. Thank goodness we live off the beaten path. Grandma cooked lots of comfort food, washed lots of dishes, and held lots of Honey. KK became Trace's latest girlfriend... or actually more of a slave to him. Trace roped her into catching bugs, playing in his redneck water park, and chasing the ducks... all day long... for the whole week. What a babe. She deserved her epic 4 hour Benadryl induced nap. In the tradition of Grammy Ronda, Grandma Barb slept on cushions on the floor. What delicately rugged women we have for moms/grandmas. They could have made it across the plains, and in style. Although only 2 weeks old, we blessed Honey at church. We are so grateful that we had family there during that time that reminds us of who's we are. Dinner at Catfish Country was, as always, epic. Lots of catfish and other southern fried caloric goodness. The tornado warnings we had later that night turned out to be one little gust that we would have missed had we not been waiting for the "big storm". I know I'll eat my words when we're blown away in our trailer, but it is beginning to seem like tornado warnings are more of an exciting social topic and less of a threat... or so I hope! Grandma and KK left too soon! Its strange to think that the next time we see them will be in November when we move home. Thank goodness the days are flying by because we miss our families so much!