Well... I'm not as good as all that... I'd rather they hadn't gotten custody of her for many reasons, but they did. So... I'm going to have to accept her. I'm not going to let her remember me like the wicked old grandmother. She needs to be loved and accepted.

Of course you can play with the little ones!! They are such a trip, each in his/her own right. Autumn is like her daddy when he was little... a regular F4 tornado of happiness. LOL

Can you get down on the floor and play cars?? I can't! Austin doesn't stay down there very long, though. He's off to play in Poppa Jerry's tool box and ride anything that has wheels or that he can push and make go. When we put him down for a nap or to bed, we can play make-up with the girls, or Barbies, or paper dolls, or we can make cookies... how's that? Oh... the 11 yr old's name is Cheyenne. Pretty, huh? When can I expect you? hehe





<font color=blue>"Our doubts are traitors and make us lose the good we oft might win by fearing to attempt" --Shakespeare</font color=blue>