Jefferson has said "Mom this feels like a dream" over and over. I think he's right.
It was a highly successful birthday adventure. The children went on a scavenger hunt that lead them all over base. The last card said:
We love you with passion, our hearts fill with joy.
We love to delight you - so we give you this toy.
Not really a toy but something you'll find..
Go to the Abbott's on 10th street -
Your Mom's lost her mind!
At this point Caroline was the only with a hope of knowing what in the world was going on. She jumped, ran, and floated to 10th street. Guesses swam around in the other children's hearts landing on the hope that the Permann girls had come to surprise them. Kate finally looked at me and said, "Mommy, if the Permann's aren't here please tell me as I'm going to be so sad." I whispered they weren't to alleviate her stress.
A dear woman was walking down the street with these precious Westies. She quickly told them, "This one's yours!" She had a big pink hair ribbon tied in a bow that my own girls have worn so many times.
You can only imagine the laughter, delight and joy that ensued. So I woke up this morning with two teenagers and a dog. A little surreal on both ends.
We've named her Madame Independence but are calling her Indee.
Surfing is off the schedule as Wyatt is excited to just go shopping for the dog, spend some birthday money, eat a little lunch, and enjoy all that God's bestowed upon him in the past twenty four hours.
So we're off to buy dog gear, baby gates, and such...Jefferson's right...this seems like a dream. Oh the things we do for the sake of our children.
Love in Christ,
Dinah for The Troops
