Well the Hooker’s baby’s name is Liberty. Liberty Jones. A pretty good name, I think. Noah (my son) just out of the blue asked us last night what his name was, and we said we hadn’t decided on one, and he said he was going to call her Liberty. I don’t know where that came from (Noah is 7), but it seems like the right thing!

Marshall couldn’t stand not knowing about the grounds of the family reunion-so he found out, and indeed, it is being held at my brother in law’s home. After I-don’t-know-how-many years here, at the homestead. Nice of them to inform us, don’t you think? I imagine “some people” are afraid of our MRSA over here. I guess they don’t bother to find out that it is carried by 70% of the population, and your animals too. Oh well. This means that I don’t have to wear myself out this week getting ready, and that is (as Martha would say) a Good Thing.

I wish we could go out of town next weekend though, I really don’t want to reunion.