Betsy's Report

Our dear friend, Betsy, is like a grandmother to our kids. Gemma and Josh love her (and Mr. Terry and their two teens, Amy and PJ) and they love to have long visits at their house. Thank You, Jesus for this family!

Betsy wrote in with a few reports while I was in the hospital:


Dear Amy,

Tonight, PJ was tapping underneath the kitchen table during the bedtime snack.

Gemma said, "I know that is you PJ, because my ears pick up a signal and send a picture to my brain so that I know it is you."

PJ thinks she has been sneaking out to Harvard in her spare time.

Josh hit his head on the table trying to get down after snack. PJ ran to his rescue (rats- missed my chance to cuddle!) and held him. He did not want me to cuddle him!

PJ asked him if he was a tough little boy. "No, I am not, but I will rescue myself first!", he replied. Such little cuties.

Thank you for letting us take them for a few days. We are praying for you LOTS and LOTS! You have a whole lotta' love going up for you!

Love, Betsy