Sunday morning at Ruth’s apartment was chaos in the best possible way.
Emma woke first at 6:00 AM, immediately bouncing on the rollaway bed. “Daddy! Lindy! Wake up!”
Lindy groaned from where she’d ended up sleeping—in the double bed after the girls had stayed up late talking and eventually Emma had convinced her to sleep in their room.
“It’s too early,” Lindy mumbled, pulling the blanket over her head.
“But it’s our last day together! We can’t waste it sleeping!”
Daniel cracked one eye open. “Emma, the sun isn’t even fully up yet.”
“But Grandma said she’d make us pancakes! And you said we could go to the park!”
Ruth appeared in the doorway. “I did say pancakes. But I didn’t specify a time.”
“See! Grandma’s awake!”
“Grandma is always awake early,” Ruth said. “You two, on the other
