Really, it is! Every time we go over there Jake has a blast swimming and playing with Pam's neat toys. As an added bonus, he sleeps very soundly that night. We were over there for Scott's "official" going-away party. (Pam is Scott's mom, for those that don't know.)
Could we with ink the ocean fill, And were the skies of parchment made, Were every stalk on earth a quill, And every man a scribe by trade; To write the love of God above Would drain the ocean dry; Nor could the scroll contain the whole, Though stretched from sky to sky.
~from the hymn The Love of God by Frederick Lehman
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