Sometimes I'm such a ding-dong. Today was my niece Deanna's going away to college party and I forgot to take a picture of her. I'm a really ninny. Kevin and I drove out and picked up my Mom and together we traveled through torrential downpours over my to nephew Paul's house. Round trip = 100 miles. Mom would not have gone if I hadn't picked her up so I'm glad I offered.
Here's my Mom with her current great-grandchildren:
Here's my nephew Paul and his wife Shawn and their family:
Paul is two weeks younger than Kevin and there's no way Kevin could be handling all the responsibilities Paul has at his age. Shawn is a first grade teacher at the elementary school I attended. My first grade teacher was Miss Meinhardt and she should have been called mean-heart. When I wouldn't stay in my chair she put me in the broom closet. When I wouldn't stay on the chair in the closet she tied me to it with duct tape. Can you imagine a public school teacher getting away with that today??