Poco Mountain Girl

David is home–jet-lagged and half awake, but definitely home.  He rocked it out at Masters Golf and was indispensable to his team, as usual. Cool under heavy pressure, his report says.

Right now we’re overjoyed not to have to share his attributes with the world any more (until June).

We went to the school cafeteria today to have lunch with Zia, who had the hardest time of any of us these past 16 days without him.  She had a few meltdowns and missed some school over the past two weeks, but I think things are looking up for her now, with Dadda back and our lives right side up again.

Welcome home!

Linking up with SouleMama…a moment from our week.

Well, it looks like David has made himself right at home in the Deep South.  This is him on sweet tea–see why we miss him so much?

Happy birthday to the best Dadda in Colorada.  We love and miss you so very much–we’re thinking of you every minute you’re away, and can hardly wait till you come home.  Sending lots of happy birthday wishes your way!  (As Zia says, you’re our 41 Hero.)

Love,

Your Three Silly Kids

and Your (never silly) Girl

Here’s a little memory from just a few days ago, when spring was shining warm upon us.  I might make a little flip book from these scenes to keep us occupied through these cold days.