Memorable moment from Katrina.
Storm hits, we confirm our house is damaged. We need a transtitional place for nine people to live including my parents and grandparents. We end up in a three bedroom, semi-furnished apartment in Baton Rouge. My sister has a number of friends in the area from her time at LSU and their generosity was amazing. Carloads of toys and games, a TV and VCR, plates, kitchen equipment, etc.
So, here's Justin, living somewhere else, being showered with the old toys of other kids, developing some understanding that his stuff is gone or messed up.
One night in the midst of it all, sitting on the potty, he asks his mom, "Are we broke?" Jennifer proceeds to explain that our house is broke and some stuff was messed up. He stops her.
"No, are WE broke. Do we not have any money?"
A sombering reality from the perception of three year old. But, good thing he and Kate were there. They helped keep everyone similing and as positive as possible.


















