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Dear Lucy,

I’m really bad at figuring out this birthday stuff, sis.

Abigail took matters into her own hands and borrowed my phone.

She called Germaine and told him that she likes all sorts of colors and that purple is her favorite. She beamed when he mentioned an easel and promptly ordered one as her birthday present after glancing over and asking permission.

Although I have to be honest and say that I felt like there was no choice in the matter. She knows what she wants just like you did, sis.

At that point I took back possession of my phone and asked him about speedy delivery.

Abigail was on cloud nine all day long! Maybe she’ll paint a picture of Sarge for me.

Tom wasn’t forgotten in this gifting frenzy. Since he expressed interest in taking over the kitchen duties, a few cookery books were delivered and the three of us (Tom, Germaine and I) made plans for Tom to get a new stove when he feels that he is ready.

Now that gifts have been sorted out, it’s back to business as usual for me.

I grabbed a quick bite during the Monday morning madness of two getting ready for school. I know things would run smoother if you were here but I think we’re doing okay.

Tom told me that Abigail sat next to him on the school bus and asked a lot of questions about what to expect before the driver pulled away from the curb. I think she gets the “Why?” from her Uncle Luke, lol.

Abigail came home and got started on her homework but Tom wasn’t with her. Perhaps he went home with a friend. Hopefully.

Tom arrived home after 7 PM and went straight upstairs for a long soak in the tub.

When he came back downstairs, Abigail excused herself and I carefully asked questions while helping him with his homework.

Tom took a part time position at the grocery store because he wants to do his share and help out the family. He quickly learned how stressful it is working while also trying to go to school.

I thanked him for his willingness to step up to the plate like that but said that I feel like his going to school is a full-time job. He needs to earn good grades so he can graduate and then be able to do whatever he wants. Go to college … work … the choices are endless when you have a diploma.

He kept insisting that he wanted to help pay for the renovations because this house is our inheritance from you two. He wants it to achieve its full potential just like I do.

He definitely has the Yeovil and Casey genes in that regard!

We discussed a few things and reached an agreement that both of us are happy with.
I think Cass and you would be too. More on that later.

Love,
Luke

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