November 13

Abby and I went to the Mother Ship (as we generally do on Friday mornings) and then over to Costco. As we were getting ready to leave the warehouse, I glanced outside and noticed that it was raining cats and dogs and kangaroos.

I'd gotten myself a hot dog at the food court, so we sat down at a table to try to wait out the storm. Abby declined my offer of food, but reached into the cart to retrieve the pumpkin pie I bought, got a knife and a fork from the condiment counter, and cut herself a slice. Right there at the table.

I chuckled as she munched.

I love this girl. And I'm grateful for the ways that she makes me laugh.