family visit

Jules —  May 3, 2015

Every fourth week we are able to bring the girls for our Sunday afternoon visit with Jessica. They all look forward to it but Anjelia gets especially excited.


We enjoyed playing cards. Jessica taught the girls how to play poker. Anjelia is really excited to get some poker chips and practice at home!



We brought Jessica’s guinea pig, Taylor!


We enjoyed our family time. The time went quickly and we were sad when it ended. I have to admit it really exhausts me emotionally. We made a small shopping trip at a grocery store on the way home and I nearly had a public meltdown. Don’t you hate that? Please tell me I’m not the only one that has near miss public meltdowns! Ugh! And why does everything come to a head at the checkout?

Anyways, I’m so hopeful that this was the last week of Sunday visits at House of Hope. I’m anticipating that we can pick her up next Sunday and bring her to church. She said she doesn’t know if she can take another Sunday away from her church. I’m looking forward to making her Sunday dinner, too. Sunday passes. . . I can’t wait!



3 responses to family visit

  1. Amy Wilkinson May 3, 2015 at 10:41 pm

    Your family is so so precious! Prayers for Sunday visits! Hope you don’t mind if I post on every message? Lol (:

    Kealyn & Eli like poker too. They learned from Chad. Fun times.

  2. As you know, I like comments, so post away!

    I’m going to keep an eye out at garage sales and thrift stores for a poker set lol

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