Picking Fowers

Well, on Mothers day morning we had quite a scare. At 4 in the morning my mom called to say that my dad was being rushed to the hospital with a heart attack. Within several hours they had him in surgery and on the up hill battle. Of course Abigail could not handle that fact that her Pa Pa was in the hospital and she could not be there to take care of him. I wanted to be there in case mom needed any help taking care of him....because if you do not know him he is very stubborn. He does not like to sit still. So we packed up and drove 9 hours to Arkansas to be nurses. We surprised my Dad and when we got there the first thing he said was he had to call his Dr. so that he could go home to be with his grandbaby. They did let him out the next morning and the rest of the week Abigail took care of him...took him on his three walks a day, made him nap every afternoon, and bandaged him up like any good nurse would. Thank the Lord Pa Pa is doing really well now. He still has to take it a little easy, but he is golfing about everyday again! Picking flowers for Ru Ru after one of his afternoon walks.

Getting some of the first vegtables out of the garden.