So far, so good.
And she’s still our familiar untrustworthy adventurer!
It would have been a just a peaceful, ordinary, uneventful weekend of usual household chores if Kenna hadn’t decided to go get socks from her own drawer like Momma told Carsyn to do.
They came running when they heard the crash of the whole dresser coming down, and their hearts stopped when they couldn’t see Kenna. Mercifully she was at the side and not injured at all.
Daddy spent the rest of the day attaching EVERYTHING to the walls. Being who she is, that is only a partial remedy.
She seems to think of things we can’t even dream of, so we are again reminded who is really her protector and entrust her daily to His guardian angels.
MJ