Bible study this morning.
Laundry at mid-day.
While our laundry was washing, I walked around outside and took a few pictures. The RGV was blessed with rain during the night and early this morning. There’s a small well-tended garden across the street from the laundry room…
Camden, examining old overnight case that Leslie uses in photo sessions with children… the case has been in the family for awhile: “Who’s is this, Mommy?”
Leslie: “It belonged to Mama Trudy’s daddy, your great-great-grandfather.”
Camden: “Where is he?”
Leslie: “Well, he’s not here. He died a long time ago.”
Camden, truly distressed: “But I didn’t get to meet him!”
Leslie, maintaining her composure: “Neither did I, sweetie.”