The day after receiving Justice in to our home we packed everyone up and headed to the hills of Kentucky for Chris' cousin's wedding. David has been practicing medicine for a year now, and married Kristen, a nurse. Chris' Uncle Dennis and Aunt Shirley are the reason he got involved in missions some 22 years ago. They were missionaries in Zaire (now the Congo), Africa. Seeing them again was as refreshing as a good Kentucky rain!
Lydia injured her foot at brunch on Saturday, giving cousin David his first diagnosis as a married man: just a bruise--she would be fine. When asked if she would like some juice or something, Lydia very matter-of-factly informed the young physician, "It's my foot that hurts not my stomach." Ha! We all got a good laugh out of that one!
To package it all up, plenty of trying moments with the younger kids in public spaces, were gracisously wrapped in breathtaking views, good Kentucky food and blue grass music and, most of all, chances to get caught up with wonderful people. I guess that's life!
On our trip home we stopped by a drive-through safari in Virginia. We fed zebras in the "wild", and daddy got close up encounters with a 14 point bull elk (scratched his chin), and a bison who proceded to practically lay it's head in his lap! We were also (relativley) excited to actually see our first ever red-headed woodpecker up close and personal. (How do they keep him in the reserve?)
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