We were here less than an hour when the family started showing up to eat good southern cooking together. I can't say I placed who every one was, but I stuck close to Eric and felt just fine. Trent, Danny and Tammy Jo's oldest son invited us to bring the kids to the fire station. He's a fire fighter and would love to give the kids a tour of the station.
We intended to sleep in, but the alarm clock was accidently left on, so Gracie was up at six. We had a lazy morning. Gracie had some time enjoying Aunt Kristi. Then we spent some time on the front porch, which is huge, like our porch in Haiti that wrapped around the front and side of the house. There are two porch swings, a wrought iron table and chairs, a fire pit with chimney/hood up through the ceiling, ceiling fans, and is fulling screened in. The scenery is pretty. You look out on the "little house," the garden, and the playset.
When we got back to the house we had another incredible dinner. We were hit with delicious smell of chicken on the barbeque. Yum. Gracie could not get enough chicken tonight!
Tomorrow promises to be just as full of fun for everyone.
P.S. No snake spottings. Thank you, Jesus! Keep praying!