“Daddy’s home!!!!!!!” Wesley screamed! Sienna jumped off my lap and Shayla raced to finish the last line in her school work. The next 45 minutes no one thought about the lonely week without daddy around, nor the fact that it was now an hour passed supper time. After a much needed (and I mean by a few days) scrub in the shower, Craig sat in the living room with the rest of us crowded around, to look at pictures and hear the stories of his trip to the Western Province of Zambia. Read more
Crocodiles, Witchcraft, and King of the Lozi
