to have wonderful grandmas in our lives. The kids and I were talking this weekend about what we were going to do for Mother’s Day and after we talked about our favorite grandmas (the one with the white hair and the one with the brown hair. That is not meant to be disrespectful but that is just how they distinguish them. It used to be “the one who was close and the one who was far away” but now they both live close. All very confusing!) the kids starting listing all of the other people who needed Mother’s Day thank yous. The list was growing huge. How wonderful is it that my children can list so many wonderful women in their lives who they adore and to whom they consider pivotal in their lives.
We are going to Grandma Grace’s house today to celebrate with her. Someone asked me why was I going so far away on my own Mother’s Day. We lived for ten years away from family. I used to drive 17-24 hours to come home. One hour is nothing. And I am so excited that I can entertain the idea of visiting my mom on Mother’s Day and I don’t take it for granted. So off we go . . . the kids are getting ready to depart. They are changing and finishing up cards. Today is a good day!
The Puddles 
Okay Lead Foot! Slow down! I live 20 minutes south of you and I can’t get there in an hour. Are you trying out for Nascar?
Oops. That last comment was from Uncle Dave. Aunt Debra was the last to post a comment and I didn’t change it. She’s a lot nicer than I am!
It took me an hour and 45 minutes to get there today. I think I jinxed myself with that blog posting.
May I have your license and registration? Do you know how fast you were going? Google Maps says it takes an hour and 30 minutes to get from you house to Grandma’s house in traffic. There’s always traffic in Houston. I’m writing you a ticket!
Ha.Ha. Very funny, Uncle Dave.