Service

A few Saturdays ago Don told me that his small business group was doing some service for some senior citizens out in Shelbyville. He wanted it to be a family thing. So on Friday I got Rebekah a very movies for the car ride and on Saturday morning we drove out. 

We got there and no one else had arrived so we found Rebe an elementary park to play at. Then we drove back to the home. Rebekah needed a restroom. I left Don and ventured out. GPS said there was a Cracker Barrel about 7 miles away. I prepared for the journey. While I was turning on the freeway I noticed there was a McDonalds right across the freeway. It was too late. Did I mention I hate GPS? Maybe its just that its too old. Sigh.

We finally made it back and Don was in the thick of things.

Rebe wanted to help but she needed a snack first.

But then she was ready to help throw branches away.

She even found a rake that was the perfect size for her, and raked away. 

After the service was over there was plenty of time to pick leaves with daddy.

You may wonder why I had to take Reka into town to use the rest room. We noticed the lady we were doing service for had an outhouse next to her home. Apparently her plumbing (including running water) had broken down and cost too much for her to be able to fix. Very sad.

After we got home Rebekah played with Don's hat.

Then Don did some more service by taking Rebekah and letting me clean. I cleaned the kitchen, mopped the floor, did laundry - washed and folded, cleaned the bathroom, vacuumed, and made guacamole. A wonderful day of service for all!