Yesterday was one of those days where I had only a certain amount of time to try to fit it all in within a certain time frame and it felt like my feet were running from the moment my feet hit the floor.
Or more like - from the moment that son Jeff dropped off grandson Casden and our crazy day together began.
We needed to do all of the morning things before 12:15pm so we could go back to the cabin and pick up Grandpa Dave and head out toward the airport in Blountville, TN so he could catch his flights to Atlanta and then on to Boise.
Feed Hazel. Done. (It's great to have a bit of help from a willing grandson!)



