We had to say goodbye to Joe Joe today, and I'm glad the kids weren't able to fully understand what was going on, because it's too hard seeing them heartbroken. Desiree's son David who is the oldest of all the great grandkids, knew what was going on and was really sad when he found out. It's hard on them. My Grandma rented out a room at Grace Chapel and they did a nice service for him and had refreshments after. My little dolls dressed in their black and sat with their cousins, oblivious and hanging out together. My poor Grandma. I pray that she will be okay. I love her.
I had tickets to Daniel Tosh with David, a comedian that I had bought months prior. Everyone assured me that I should go and that it wasn't heartless like I kept feeling guilt for. So my Mom watched my daughters and David and I drove out of town. It was a funny show. Poor taste, he makes awfully offensive jokes, but I'm not easily offended, and David really likes him. I like being able to do things with David that he enjoys, he doesn't get to do much for himself with us. Usually if he goes anywhere with us, it's a kid trip of course. That's the trouble of having kids I suppose :p
