For the past few weeks, Noah has been calling me, asking me when I'm planning to come and visit him. And, he often tries to talk me into visiting sooner with some sweet deals.
"Ninang, you have to come to my house. I have toys here. You don't have toys at your house."
"Ninang, when will you come to my house? We are eating food here. You don't have food at your house."
Who can resist an offer like that? So, Wednesday, Tancie, Sam and I are off to visit our northern relatives. Pray for good roads, a happy Sam, and lots of toys and food in Spokane.