Last month my dad had knee replacement surgery, so he hasn't been to church in the last few Sundays while he's recovering. But apparently my girls miss him, because here's what the conversation was in the parking lot this afternoon as we were getting ready to go home:
Norah: (sees Brother Thompson across the parking lot) "LOOK!!! There's Grandpa!"
Me: "No, that's not Grandpa."
Norah: "Yes, it is!"
Ava: "Norah, that's not Grandpa. That's someone else. Grandpa looks different, and his name is "Gary."
Yes indeed Ava!