The Twelve Days of Christmas — Day Seven

Day seven was all about reliving childhood memories. Behold the 30+-year-olds demonstrating — for their daughters — how they played guns “when we were little.”

Ah, yes, a walk down memory lane took loading the nine of us into a van (the guys and their wives) and a Jeep (three granddaughters, Dave and me), driving three hours to Annapolis ,and having lunch in Room 3 of the Ministry Center at Severna Park Evangelical Presbyterian Church. Bill and Jeanne Beans not only took care of lunch, but their three sons and their families came too. Trip and Joy’s two girls coaxed out our shy little ones, and the girls became fast friends. Austyn Grace got to ride her new bike in the church parking lot, and  they all enjoyed the outdoor play equipment.

Jeanne had her large griddle busy turning out delicious grilled cheese sandwiches to go along with hot soup, cookies, brownies and sodas.

Jeff and Lynn, along with their lovable Reese, came down from Baltimore, and Matt had flown in from LA for the holidays. Trip Joy, Ada and Kya motored over from Pasadena, and Max Benfer, while working in his office at church, “just happened to smell food,” so there were 19 of us having lunch!

Memories, storytelling, and laughter filled the room as we recalled the Lord’s goodness to the Beans’  and the Wolfes’ clans.

Around three we loaded up again and headed down to 294 Forest Lane, the house now owned by Jason Baker, our nephew. All four of the Baker brothers made it to the house, as did Ken and Sandi. Austyn Grace wanted to see the house where her Daddy and Uncle Bryan grew up. She even got a peak at her Daddy’s bedroom, the backyard pool and the hot tub. I kept wondering what was going on in her head?

Ken and Sandi had big dolls for each of the girls, and our three granddaughters got to play with Kierstin Baker, Ken and Sandi’s only grandchild. Kelsey and Kierstin are only 11 days apart in age, so their interactions were fun to watch.

The following day, Austyn Grace and Taylor Faith set up all three dolls in the sleigh I have here at the cabin.

As the effects of a “napless” day began to settle upon the children (not to mention their parent and grandparents), we decided we needed to get this train moving.

Remembering their post-youth group times at Friendly’s, Becky and Stacey voted we  set the Garmin for hot fudge sundaes. And who would have guessed? We  found our caravan turning into the Friendly’s parking lot in Glen Burnie.

Meals, milkshakes, and sundaes later, we put freshly diapered toddlers and their older cousin  into warm jammies, strapped them into their carseats, and hit “Go Home” on the Garmin.

We had left home at 8:45 AM. Now, at 12:15 AM, parents lay those sleepy little heads into beds or pack’n’plays, and we all turned out the lights.

I couldn’t sleep. The Lord’s gracious mercy overwhelmed me with a heart of gratitude. I prayed what I’ve loved as our family verse for about 25 years now, Isaiah 59:21.  “As for me, this is my covenant with them, says the Lord. ‘My Spirit, who is on you, and my words that I have put in your mouth will not depart from the mouths of your children, or from the mouths of their descendants  from this time on and forever,’ says the Lord.”


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