Thank you to everyone for the well wishes! Wee One’s surgery went well and he is doing good. I am glad that is over. Stressful! His poor Father was a wreck at the hosptial, worried and annoying. I wanted to beat him over the head with the 2004 May issue of Field and Stream I found in the waiting lobby to read. Men-Ack!By the time late afternoon rolled around yesterday, Wee One was back to his Toddler Terror Self and feeling great….terrorizing his poor mother.
Wee One drove his gator around Wednesday night while son #1 and I stacked hay bales and filled the horse feed tubs. Then we all went for a long walk. We saw lots of squirrels, Elvis was happy ’bout that!
I am so happy Friday is here. Sometimes I feel like I am wishing my life away, but I LOVE Fridays, my favorite day of the week!
“What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.”
Crowfoot, Blackfoot warrior and orator