Warning....Rambling Again

We've had Andrew all this week and will until 6pm Monday.  I had planned to do several fun things with him this week, but due to having a sinus infection/cold we haven't done all I had planned.  I've been bummed out about that.  

We did get a remote controlled helicopter that he begged for.  For $30 we didn't expect much, but the little thing has been loads of fun for him.  Wednesday morning Andrew flew it and it landed in the gutter on the upstairs part of the house.  Pa had to get the extension ladder to rescue the copter.

Andrew and I planted some flowers in two pots.  He picks the new ones off and brings them to me.  Is that just like a little boy or what?

We're going to Mississippi later today.  Tomorrow is my sweet daddy's 83rd birthday.   Sunday is Father's Day so we're going to go to church with him, have lunch the come back home.  I love and appreciate my daddy with each passing day.  

I've written previously about the two inside dogs and how they sometimes decide to pee in my dining room and that they had ruined my laminate floor.  Well, I couldn't take it anymore and try as I may, I could not get the floor clean and the smell of urine kept returning.  Tuesday morning I got up and ripped the floor out.  Hubby said he wants to take it out of the foyer also.  We'll be replacing it with ceramic tile.  Tile is just easier to clean.  The dogs just need to go...easier said than done.

Rambling on...no matter how old our children are, we never stop worrying about them.  I hurt when they hurt.  My heart breaks when theirs does.  I only want the best for them...and they know that.  When they were small, a hug and kiss would heal the hurts.  That doesn't work anymore.  I just hope knowing their mother loves them and hurts with them helps ease their hurts.  I feel so helpless now.  Wish I could make things perfect for both of them and Jon's wife.  I wish Andrew didn't have parents that aren't together.  I wish, I wish...but all I can do is pray.  Only God can help.  

Have a great weekend and if you're blessed to be with your dad, give him a hug and tell him you love him and appreciate all he's done for you.  I'm going to do the same.

Daddy loves getting his garden area ready to plant.  He farmed for years, but now leases the farmland for someone else to farm.

This is a picture of Daddy in church.  God is his refuge and strength and has been since I've been old enough to remember.  He was a minister and still preaches occasionally.  He's been faithful attending church.  He has to be really sick to stay home.  Love my daddy.  Happy  Birthday and Happy Father's Day, Daddy.  You're the best.