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Stevie picked me up at the airport on Friday afternoon and I got to play with Beau that evening. What a good boy. He is always happy. Goes to bed happy, wakes up happy, poops happy, has his diapers changed happy, eats happy. The only time he's not happy is when he is not eating. I can relate. He is a monster kid. Stevie is a great mom, and TK is a very loving dad. I'm so proud of both of them.

Saturday TK and I went and shot my 44 mag Blackhawk at the range. Cool. I'm not bad. I can kill people from 15 yards easily. That evening, I took Stevie and TK to Joe's Crab Shack, while Jody and Jerry watched the Mighty Beau. They are wonderful grandparents. I love them, too. They are so kind and hospital.

Today was Beau's blessing. TK blessed him with peace of mind and to be patient and long suffering. That is exactly the picture of him I had when I saw him in vision as a young man and big brother. A patient brother who defends his siblings and is good to them.

I'm sad to be leaving tomorrow morning, but I miss my home, too. I miss Cindy and Loni. Can't wait to see them. Then Stevie and Beau come out for New Year's. Wish we could all get together.