This weekend was wonderful. One of Brad's college roommates, now known as Uncle Tim, came to visit. He arrived Friday night, and he melted seamlessly into our little family. For the first time, Evan got to share his room. He was thrilled; he even left his fish blanket and a few stuffed animals in case Uncle Tim got cold or lonely--such a sweet boy.
Saturday was filled with scenes like this:
That, my friends, is an apple pie with a bacon top crust. Tim thought it might be delicious, and I picked up the gauntlet. It was, in fact, fabulous, if I do say so myself. Every college reunion needs at least one questionable decision, right?
We were all so sad to see him head home, but we are even more grateful he made the trip. Hurry back, Uncle Tim.