This was the scene on my gas stove early this morning because...

...this was the view from my kitchen to the table, where six hungry mouths ate the many slices of French toast.

And this is the decoration on my kitchen island all week.  Their organized mother packed their clothing for five days in big plastic bins, including labeled plastic bags within the bins.

You see, our five grandchildren have been staying here since Wednesday, while their parents were on a business/get away trip.

We have had a wonderful, busy week, but right before my husband fell asleep on his recliner for a brief afternoon nap, I made him(ask him politely:) to reach into the old crock and pull a name.  I kid you not, he was almost asleep.  Here is the name he pulled out;

Congratulations Debi! After he pulled her name, I went to her blog for a visit.  As I read it, I thought to myself, now I know why her name was pulled.   I read that four hours before her second granddaughter was born last week, her cousin called to say she unexpectedly lost her dear husband in death.  Can you imagine the emotions Debi is dealing with right now?  Really, I am amazed that my husband drew Debi's name, especially after I read her latest post.

You can find Debi at her inspiring blog filled with photography, family, beauty, and words that always touch my heart with each visit.  http://debi-echoofmyheart.blogspot.com/

I want to thank each and every one of you who commented on my previous post, via my blog or through emails.  I appreciate you, and was reminded again of how different each of our life journeys are, and the circumstances we all find ourselves facing.

I want to also thank my niece again, for her lovely necklace.