Papa T. is just so darn cute every now and then. Like when we finish singing a hymn in church and he keeps singing...and doesn't realize he's the only one still singing. Or when he stands up EVERYSunday after the service and says, "Well, that's that". Or when he buys a new winter hat, models it for us and continues to wear it in the house for another hour....with his TV headphones. Or smiles really big when he's taken his partial plate out of his mouth. Me thinks moments like these are God's little way of easing us along the path he's on.
Mon Funday - Looking Out My Front Door
Just got home from Illinois, lock the front door, oh boy! Got to sit down, take a rest on the porch. Imagination sets in, pretty soon I'm singin', Doo, doo, ...