Back in July, Christine decided on a Monday that it had just been too long since she’d see Oma, and it was time to go see her.
So, on a Tuesday, she threw the boys in the car, called her Dad and asked him if he wanted to go visit Oma with her… said she’d be in Dallas in a few hours to spend the night, and hit the road.
I stayed in Austin to man the fort.
She got to Dallas, let the boys plan with Nana and Papa, and spent the night. Then that next morning, Frank and her and the boys hit to road to Tulsa.
They spent a day or two with Uncle Ben and Aunt Gayle, and spent a lot of time with Oma, and had a blast.