Last night I was going to take a shower, so we decided instead of getting the bath tub full of water, I might as well bathe him quickly while I was in there and hand him out to daddy. So, while I got his washclothe, hooded towel, soap, and water temperature just right, Shawn worked on getting him undressed. He handed Joshua to me completely naked...except for bright white socks on his feet. The three of us giggled at daddy forgetting the socks...picture a little butterball Bean in nothing but socks coming into the shower. I laughed and laughed.
This weekend we said farewell for the last time to the Focus. We cleaned everything of mine out of it and signed over the title to the junkyard. It was a little sad for me, but such is life. Shawn said the church prayed for me on Sunday, which was so sweet. I'm still incredibly sore, which is somewhat surprising to me, but not really when you see the shape the car was in. I'm sincerely lucky to be alive. My dad said he prays for us girls everyday, and I think sometimes we don't realize how the smallest prayer can have the biggest impact on our lives and safety.
Sometimes I wish my dad lived closer. Shawn's parents are talking about moving to Florida, which we're hoping does not happen. We want Joshua to have a great relationship with all his grandparents!
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