A Last Minute Trip

I was working on reading with Rebekah. Ever so slowly she sounded out the sentence, "Sam is mad at me." Then she said it fast and what she said sunk in. Looking at me with great concern in her eyes she said, "But my Sam isn't mad at me....?" I assured her it was just a sentence and that, in fact, the picture showed that this Sam was a cat. She was greatly relieved. 

I decided I couldn't keep this story to myself so I texted it to Shelly (mother of Sam). She assured Rebekah it was just a sentence too and Sam was not mad and sent her this picture:

Rebekah has always had a great love for her family. When she found out on Wednesday that we were scheduled to fly to Utah, (yes, we actually bought the tickets on Wednesday,) she was so excited it was hard to contain her. For the next few days all she would talk about was seeing her sister, brother, and Abby and Sam. 

You're probably still wondering about those last minute tickets. Yes, that's the way the Walker clan rolls. Eventually I'll get use to it, right? We had talked about coming to Utah in the fall but one thing led to another and we were uncertain it would happen until just Tuesday. After talking with mom Walker it was decided that Rebekah and I would fly so there would be more room in the car and less Rebekah strapped down time. 

So, tomorrow we go. And yet here I sit. Getting Rebekah down tonight I fell asleep. Now I have so much to do and that awful - I fell asleep and my body still wants to be asleep - feeling. So here I sit writing. 

The good news is I did get a little bit of a head start. Rebekah helped me start the packing:

I sent that picture to Shelly too with the caption, "I'm coming...!" I got a picture of Abby patiently waiting....

And now my friends, it's back to work for me. Or bed. Still haven't decided which one is most important.....