Home Alone

The kids have Bible School in the evening this week. It's not at our home church. We didn't even know about it until Mrs. Jogger saw it in the paper on Sunday, and it started Sunday night. But they must be doing something fun, because all four kids have agreed that it's worth going back. Which means that Mrs. J and I have had two and a half hours to ourselves for three nights running, and two more to go. Yipee!

The first night, we went all out, and went out to the Mexican joint. The second night, we popped over to the hospital to see a newborn baby. (Our friends just added their sixth, making us look like amateurs.) Tonight, we let our hair down and mowed the lawn. Do we know how to have fun, or what?