I'm not sure why there are holes in this cake....
Then Michaela and Vicki headed down to Carlsbad for the weekend to help grandma Packard recuperate from getting her knee replaced. She had her other one done about 3 years ago, and of course, swore that she wouldn't get this one done....but all along she knew she would have to give in. Marc was especially glad that we went down, because he was dying without Michaela....and vice a versa. Check out Michaela's new haircut!
Grandpa must have been somewhere because Marc got recruited to help grandma out of her chair. She had only been home for a day or so, so she was still very weak in the legs and arms. She has come to love Marc...actually we have ALL come to love Marc. It will be exciting when he gets to meet the rest of the family.
We got home last night at 11:30....I left as late as I could without cutting into the next day (for these two lovebirds sake). Goodbyes are always tough on them. It's the pits to live 6 hours away from each other. It was wonderful to be home in Carlsbad for a few days to be with mom and dad and to see my brothers and sisters. The best part was that I got to give dad a break from the cooking. I love cooking for them when I am down there. It's also nice to be home and get going on the wash and working on my projects again. I have a bunch of Christmas things to get done and I only have 5 weeks. Yikes!!