Missing Daddy

Todd accurately predicted that during his trip to Asia last week he would miss probably the best (worst?) week of monsoons we've had so far this year. It started the day he left - in fact, on my way home from dropping Todd off at the airport, I drove through the worst dust storm I have ever seen. There is a mile-long stretch of road near our home that runs along a field that had been recently plowed, and with the dirt blowing in the wind from the dust storm, I could not see an inch in front of my windshield. I know they tell you not to stop if you ever lose visibility in a dust storm, but I didn't know what else to do. I just prayed and prayed that God would protect Calvin and me in our car, and He did! It felt like the longest mile I have ever driven in my life, inching along a few feet at a time, knowing there were cars in front of me and behind me that I couldn't see, and gripping the steering wheel as if my life depended on it. I am still amazed and so thankful that we did not have an accident!

While Todd was away, Calvin and I were busy taking lots of pictures to send to him so he would remember to hurry home! :) Here are a few of the pictures: