It was supposed to be a surprise for me, and I do well with surprises - it is 'shock' that I do not do well with. So Sara cooked it up with Bill that she would come to visit for Thanksgiving but we had a house full to say the least, so she came on Thursday 12th Dec and left today, Dec. 15. I wanted to make it the most meaningful visit so we did wonderful things together. One of the best things we did was go through the family pictures. Many of them she has not seen and many of them she wants to have copies made for her collection. When I was growing up, we did not take many pictures - if we did, then they were few and far between and so my growing up years are not well documented and many pictures have been lost. That is what happens when a parent dies, a new spouse moves in, and all "meaningless things" get tossed. So, on a trip home some years ago, my father gave me the salvaged photo's and they are treasures to be sure. The stories that go with each picture have now been passed on and lives have been enriched.
On Friday, Bill had the morning off from work. He and Sara went shopping. There are some things that always need to be purchased for the baby. One interesting thing is the baby formula. The specific formula he has now comes in small packets that can be mixed with water and easily carried in the baby bag. He seemed to go on a "food binge" when he was here and seemed to not be filled up. So he went through two boxes of the formula. For lunch we packed the baby up and off we went to the Olive Garden for lunch. After that, Bill went to work and Sara and I went to the Family History Center Christmas Party. We went home after that and rested. We needed a rest. At the Olive Garden, August found a friend in a little girl who is one year old and he was flirting with her. He flirts with everyone but prefers older women.
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