The End.
I could end this post right there, because I'm not sure I will say anything better or more helpful (get it?) than I said above. But I can at least mention a few helpers as a way of thanking them.
Like K. My son-in-law. I know his middle name is legally John, but I'm pretty sure his real middle name is Helper. K Helper. Yep, I'm sure of it. He recently helped his brother-in-law with some car repairs. He helps other family members with car parts and connections to car parts that leaves this mother-in-law never really asking about the legality of the origins of said parts. K helps restore trains and "retired" military vehicles. K helps connect people with tools, guns, gun parts. You name it, K probably has a connection. He needs his own website khasconnections.com which would not be the same thing as kriskennyconnections.com, a matchmaking service in Denver. His most recent project was this table where we will dine as a family in two days. And the two guys in the background? Oh yea...helpers. Aren't helpers great?!!
Like B. My youngest. She is spending the week at S&K's house, because K just had his wisdom teeth pulled yesterday morning and they are hosting Thanksgiving. It just sorta sounded like S could use the help of her sister this week. In fact B&S were helpers yesterday for a couple of good friends who needed some last minute childcare. Yep, helpers are the best.
Like A, my daughter-in-law. She and K may very well share the same middle name. This beautiful lady loves helping so much that she devotes full-time hours to helping - some of the best kind of helping - families in need. She helps older women - matriarchs in their neighborhoods - with friendship and laughter and whatever else they may need. She helps parents and children who are going through tough time, teaching them, loving on them, sharing her talents and lovely smile with them. She helps lead others in worship with her voice and heart. A helps us with her wisdom and humor and love.
And as long as I've chosen that pic, I will also mention S. He and helping go way back, especially at church. Even as a teenager, he would get up at 5:30 on a Sunday morning to head out to Chesterfield by 6 to help turn the YMCA into a church service - lights, sound equipment, music, video. You name it.
I could keep this going quite some time, because don't we see helpers everyday? I haven't mentioned my other son, D, who loves to help set things up or run a TV camera. I haven't mentioned friends who have helped me in countless ways, especially when you think about the fact that I've lived 52 years on this here planet. Don't we get help nearly everyday? Don't we also enjoy being helpers?
I will close with one pic just for cuteness - to help you on your collection of cute points for the day. B & I got the privilege of helping S give the J-man a bath the other night when G was putting up baby gates. I'm not sure how much help B&I were, but we sure had fun! Maybe you could say that J-man is already a helper...helping to bring smiles and laughter...and Mohawk shampoo hairdos...
I do love babies! Makes me excited all over again for Thursday and counting the days till we get back to Springfield to see the other grandsons!
Helpers! Good stuff. Happy Thanksgiving!
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