Sweetie,
If I could give it all to you, you know that I would – if I could make it all better, I’d do that, too.
I can’t do either, so I simply do what all mother’s (including you) do –
I love you, I cry for you, I laugh with you, I pray for you, I LOVE you! With all the fierceness that a mother’s heart could bear – I love you.
Daughter of my heart, Daughter of my joy, Daughter of my soul . . .
Happy Birthday, Lessa!
Today is our youngest grandson’s third birthday! His third!!! We officially no longer have grandBABIES – he’s the last – certainly not the least – and for today he is the cutest, bestest, sweetest, darlingest grandbaby that we have.
Happy Birthday, darlin”! Nana loves you.
:moose:
    Mr. Moose!
Today he officially catches up with me and I am no longer a year older – simply one week older. 😉
Yes, there will be a “hat party” later. Which means, there will be pictures later, too.
:moose:
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if you have ever asked yourself about the wisdom of buying an educational toy for your kiddo or grand-kiddo, wonder no more.
One of the grand-boys received a Leap Pad Explorer Globe for Christmas this year.
Now, this young man spends a lot of time in his room. We won’t go into the reasons for that –  but apparently he is not just lounging around while he is in there. Nope, nosireebob! Apparently he puts his time to good use. Apparently he has memorized everything there is to know on said globe.
He won the Geography Bee at his school last month!
When he was asked by his parents how he had accomplished such a thing, his answer was the globe he had gotten for Christmas. It would seem that he memorized all of the answers and that stood him in good stead.
Congratulations, D-Man! Nana and Paw-Paw are awfully proud of you.
:moose:
Awhile back a certain person who owns a purple porch challenged several people to relate six of their quirks.
I never answered the challenge, because, of course, I have no quirks – that you all don’t already know.
Or so I thought. Here are a couple:
1. I have a certain order in which I wash dishes and it bugs me when hubby moose doesn’t follow that order – but I won’t say anything to him, because – HEY! he’s doing the dishes, people. Glasses are washed FIRST – placed in drainer to drain (duh, moosie!), then placed onto the drainer’s pegs. Silverware – okay, it’s stainless – Â is washed next and placed into the little cuppy thing on the drainer – knives pointed DOWN, all else pointed up – sharp knives are perched on the edge of the drainer. Plates are next – smaller to larger coming toward the sink. Bowls next, starting with smaller cereal bowls, ranging up to serving bowls. LASTLY comes the saucepans and frying pans.
It’s all very orderly – so that the greasy things are last and my glasses (plastic or otherwise) do NOT get grease on them. (noted: why, yes, I DO do my dishes by hand – don’t you?)
2. Quirk number 2 also has to do with washing the dishes. Again, I do NOT complain because the man is trying, folks. BUT . . . dishes have TWO sides and that means BOTH sides are to be washed. Nothing grosses me out more than to be served dinner on a plate that feels grody on the back side.
Wait . . . what am I saying here? The man brought me my dinner (that I had set to cooking, mind you) to my computer station!
erm . . . never mind. If I want the dishes done in my quirky little way . . . i’ll do them myself.
naaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
:moose: