On Tuesday, April 22, 2008 the kids and I headed to Utah. Thanks to my parents generosity, we were able to fly and be home for Grandpa Mac's funeral. John followed on Thursday night and was only able to stay the weekend but the kids and I stayed for a whole week and we had a great time! Although it was for a sad occasion it was so great to see everyone and spend time with my family. I know it sounds a little weird to say but hey, I'm a little weird! I love weddings and funerals because that is when we get to see our fun cousins that we rarely see. Everyone of the McKinstry cousins came to town and we partied! On Saturday, at the viewing before the funeral, McCall was standing at G Mac's casket and this is the conversation that took place:
McCall:"Mom, we are going to bury him today"
Me: "Yes we are after the funeral"
McCall: "I need to get my shovel"
Me: "Your shovel?"
McCall: "Yes my shovel so I can help bury him today!"
I tried to explain that there were men whose job it was to do this task but she was insitent for the rest of the afternoon that she needed her shovel to help get the job done.