We went to Houston last weekend for Eli's baptism. My dear nephew was born only days before I watched the Twin Towers go down from my classroom, five months pregnant with Ben. I remember thinking, "What kind of world am I bringing this baby into?"
There were a few casualties of our trip. Nana and Pawpaw got a German Shepherd puppy early this summer - his name is Rocky. Rocky is going through a chewing phase. I was not warned about this prior to our trip, and despite our valiant efforts to keep doors shut - both Mickey and piggie lost part of an ear. Nana's careful suturing repaired most of the damage, but they will never be the same.







