One more family moment.
We are successfully distracting ourselves by looking at photos.
I wrote notes next to most of the photos and this one made us laugh.
We needed a laugh.
The grandkids wanted chickens so chickens we got. The youngest named them and felt like they were his personal pets. I remembered that he gave them nontraditional names. This one was Ratchet.
The first thing he would ask when he got to our house was if he could go outside and soft the chickens. Who could deny him.
Here he is softing a chicken.
Our lives have been blessed.