Last night, Burke notified us that we would be going out to dinner.
Roadhouse, of course.
Our Ash wasn't there, but our Annie was.
So were Kaydon, Porter, Cooper, and Ryker.
Four out of our nine kiddos.
There was a lot of steak on the table.
Salmon for Porter and I.
Kaydon was rushing his steak-eating so that he could get to Institute at 7.
Porter was Googling things that I don't understand.
Cooper had fallen whilst playing football at lunch. The left side of his face, which you can't see in the picture was swollen and scraped up and my Mama Heart was breaking for him.
Burke asked if there was a magnet between Ryker and I because, per usual, no spatial awareness. He was glued to me. You'd think literally.
I love our family.
Every one of them.
Rian sent these pictures yesterday.
Hendrix is getting so big.
That red hair just keeps getting longer and longer!
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