Ga-BA!

The picture on the blog tonight is Gave showing trout to Raynie. Gabe is 14 and Raynie will be 2 in July. I love this picture because you can see how crazy they both are about each other. She so totally trusts him. Speaking of Gabe, Trish had to pick him up at school the other day and take him to the ER because he had twisted an ankle in wrestling and was in a lot of pain. They said they didn't see an obvious break, but it may have a hairline fracture, so he's in a splint and on crutches for a couple of weeks. Nothing has ever hurt him before; he's been as tough as a tank, so I know he's really hurting to even complain.

We played cards at our house tonight. Don didn't want to miss the college basketball games, so he didn't play; Joan came and played in his place. It was too fun, even without him. I thank God for good friends to enjoy sharing fun times.

I thank God for all the kids and their health. Gabe will come out of this fine; actually, I'm recalling a couple of years ago when he broke his thumb, come to think of it. I guess we're blessed that he's never broken his neck or been gobbled up by a lizard or snake since he chases everything that lives under a rock. We are blessed to have 'Ba.' Raynie calles him 'Ba,' because all the other kids call him Ga-BA. They call him that because it's always noisy with 6 kids around and he never answers on the first call of Gabe; they have to say Ga-BA! I think it's so cute that she calls him 'Ba.' Maybe another reason they call him Ga-BA is because he's tormenting them and won't quit with a simple, 'Quit' or 'Don't' . . . it takes Ga-BA! (He loves to tease.) Then there is Grace who goes to Gabe whenever something isn't suiting her; she'll hollar, Ga-BA! And then site her case for him to defend her position. Kids are just the best, aren't they?