
Lewis knocked on the door last night, and Jennie squealed, "Uncle Lew, it's Uncle Lew... Oh, I love him!"
We never know when to expect his visits, he teaches a ton, has art shows all the time and is busy with his own life, but when he pops into our little life, it's always made better. The kids adore him, and it's taken a few years, but I think he's grown accustomed to their kidness (dirty faces, loud voices and half dressedness) and I think he'll actually miss us when we move. Jennie will miss him the most, he has had her heart from the day she was born, their bond is just perfect.
Here he is reading to Jennie. Notice Jennie's bangs? Yeah, that's what Sophia did one quiet afternoon while I was baking Thanksgiving pies... so sad.