Wednesday, July 24, 2013 at 4:35PM 
Lavina's surgery went well. She has been discharged and is waiting to pick up her medications. According to Jacob, her first words on coming to were:
"Does Lynxton have milk?" "Is Jobe awake?" "Is Kalib at school?"
Wednesday, July 24, 2013 at 12:51PM 
As we left the gas station and drove through the Eagle River Carr's parking lot, a car started to back out of its space straight at my door. I honked my horn. She stopped with only two or 3 inches to spare. "Grandpa! You honked your horn!" Jobe exclaimed. "You honked your horn with your belly!" And so, for the next 10 or 15 miles, the boys continually laughed and joked about how grandpa had honked the horn with his belly. I did not honk the horn with my belly. I honked the horn with my hand! Then Kalib said he heard a train. We listened, nobody else claimed to hear a train. Margie did not hear a train. I did not hear a train. But then we came to a place where the brush was low enough to see over and there was a train. We are home now. As soon as we got here, the boys headed straight for the dirt pile.
Wednesday, July 24, 2013 at 9:45AM 
We are here at Jacob and Lavina's to pick up the boys. Lavina has day surgery today and will not be able to properly care for them for a couple of days, so we are going to bring them home to Wasilla. Lavina's last Facebook post read, "unspoken prayers." As surgeries go, it is routine, safe and on the minor side. Yet, when you are about to go under anesthesia, get cut into and have your life disrupted for a few days, it never feels minor.
Sunday, July 14, 2013 at 10:15PM Friday, July 5, 2013 at 8:59PM 
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