Do you know that Folger's commerical they play at Christmas time, where the mom wakes up and finds that her son (who has been gone awhile) made coffee? Well, that's what it felt like in the Crawford house this morning. No coffee, we don't drink that, but I found evidence of a child sneaking in during the night.
If these weren't enough, a driver's license on the bathroom mirror confirms it all.
Joyful day in Ohio!
My head jerked up in sacrament meeting today at the familiar voice. Then I sat there wishing I had worn my glasses or sat closer so that I could tell if he really did have a mountain man beard or if it was just my bad eyesight. Welcome home!
ReplyDeleteIt was great to see him at Church this morning...all fuzzy faced! Welcome home Moose!
ReplyDeleteHow long will he be home for?
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