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"No matter how much trouble occured that day or how tired the body was, "Daddy's Home!" meant it's time to play octopus. Daddy assumes his position on the living room floor, flat on his back. Our babies would run back and forth dodging the outstretched arms trying to grab them.

Thanks LUV W for sparking the memories. Methinks I'll engage them in a game of octopus the next time they come over."

How tender are those kinds of memories!
Isn't it amazing to look at those 'litle ones' and realize they are older than we were when those games were played?
Now our steps are slower and they are play with their children -- and one even has a grandson now.

My firstborn 'little boy' called me today with an update on his mother-in-law, collapsing and hospitalized the week after burying her husband - Steve's dear father-in-law.

She had had a TIA with temporary paralysis and inability to speak - tests also revealed she at some time had two 'silent' ischemic heart attacks - but they found no other blockage. Sandy took her home on Easter, and she is doing well now, and will probably return to Florida with Sandy in another week or two; cleared to do so by her physician.

How special it is to talk with your grown up man child heart to heart, knowing he and his (and the two other children and spouses and their children) walk so strongly with the Lord!

I am blessed, and know it full well --

~ Call me "Happy Mommo"

Oh, LOOOO_EEEE!!

You may wake up and brag about Illinois making it into
the NCAA Championship Basketball Game!!

(now I hafta sweat out the North Carolina - Michigan State game, on next..:((

:-)

I know what you mean about talking with your grown "little boy(s)" (I'm so glad your son's m-i-l is doing much better). My secondborn son called this morning so my heart's been singing all day.

Now, if your Tarheels will just win your day will be complete!