We’re leaving for home in the next 2 hours, with any luck at all.
The wedding came out just fine. We even saw the new married couple this morning because they stayed at the same hotel as Rob and me. They wanted to have breakfast with us and it was really sweet. God bless them both.
And I pray that God helps me keep my mouth closed.
Because I didn’t scream while Bebe was driving through Charlotte, even though (I swear) we were nearly killed! I didn’t shout at Bebe to KEEP QUIET when she talked over every TV program we watched last night. And I didn’t tell her to stop talking even though she talked for 600 of the 750 miles we drove together on Wednesday and Thursday.
Bebe loves the sound of her voice. Bebe talks like the first chapter of John, and I am not kidding.
“I like to see Gordon Road [stomps on the break, then the gas] because it means [stomps on the break, then the gas] that we’re [stomps on the break, then the gas] just one road away [stomps on the break, then the gas] from Daniel’s Road. [stomps on the break, then the gas]
Gordon Road is not the road we want. [stomps on the break, then the gas] But we do want to see Daniel’s Road [stomps on the break, then the gas] and that is after Gordon Road. And you can tell that Daniel’s Road is coming up quick when you [stomps on the break, then the gas] see Gordon Road because it’s after Gordon Road [stomps on the break, then the gas]. The last time I missed [stomps on the break, then the gas] Gordon Road, [stomps on the break, then the gas] I also missed Daniel’s Road.”
Bebe loves the sound of her own voice.
I, however, do not.
Keep up your prayers. At least until 8 PM on Sunday.
Much love,
Jayleigh
