Made it! I arrived at Stevie's house this morning. I wish, I wish, I wish it were true and not just my fantasy bicycle ride. Seeing Jamee and her family only made us want to see Stevie, TK, and Beau even more. I remember sitting at the table talking and playing a game and eating, and thinking, "This is wonderful. But we are missing one third of our family."

I have some idea of what it must have been like for Heavenly Father to lose one third of his family. My parents understood, too. But ours was only temporary. His is permanent. Those souls will never return.

So I look forward to late December when Stevie and Beau will come visit us in faraway Tennessee. I have already cried thinking about it. I imagine I will cry again when I hug Stevie and get to hold and play with Beau. I am determined to make him laugh and laugh and laugh.

I wish TK were coming. A funny thing happened when we were watching "Harry Potter: Goblet of Fire" at Jamee's house. Daron and Jamee had returned and we were all watching the movie. Viktor Krum had arrived at Hogwarts and was marching up to put his name in the Tri-Wizard Cup to compete. If you don't know who VK is, he is a stud. All the girls love him and even the boys swoon. He really is a champion and carries himself like it.

Anyway, I was watching him walk up and thought, "MAN. He reminds me of someone. His mannerisms, the look on his face, the walk. Who is it?" Bothered me, so I said out loud, "He reminds me of someone." And Daron piped up, "TK!" We all cracked up at the same time. I mean it was uncanny.

So, should we start calling him VK instead of TK?