...a Hope & a Future..

So, JP is gone again and Olivia and I are figuring out life here in Tennessee away from him and away from family. Thanks to God's grace things are going well.

She did great watching him get on the airplane, but then proceeded to call out "daddy" all the way to the car. Then the day after he left she grabbed the two books her and JP alway read together and headed for the door. I said, "Where you going?" and she said "Yaya go to work with daddy." and I said, "Yaya can't go to work with daddy." and she said, "Aaaahhhh." and I said, "Let's read those books." and she was fine. She asks about him everyday (as well as Nema and Papa). Ususally she says, "Daddy be home soon?" to which I reply, "He'll be home before we know it." And she's sastified.

And another huge answer to prayer came this morning at church. She cried for only the first 15 minutes and then actually started enjoying herself!!! They said it was the music and then the snacks that calmed her down. What a blessing to be making progress so I can sit through a rejuvenating hour at church.

Now we're home snuggling on the sofa with Olivia holding a hard boiled egg because she still insists she likes eggs though she never actually takes a bite...though she does lick it every once in a while. Silly toddler!