Last Wednesday, JC woke up with a bit of a fever, I kept him home!

It was a PJ, truck playing, leaf gathering, door jam hanging, hockey equipment wrestling kind of day.

Today, Nana is getting sprung from the hospital so we are going for a visit.

When deciding on what to do, I often ask myself, “When (insert name of son) is eighteen years old, is this going to matter?”.

A whole day with his brothers and now a day with Nana and Papa, yup these days matter! Sorry school!