Easter

You'd think that for just once a person could get a break.  Ain't happening.  I got an extra wake up call at 5:15 in the morning on Easter morning for a total of six attacks yesterday.  Between and in spite of the hits, though, it was a good day.  My grand daughter, Sahara who is 2 1/2, came over for the day and to spend the night.  We had a ball hunting eggs and eating candy.  It was a hot enough day that I filled her little wading pool and we played in the water.  Had a great supper of ham, macaroni and cheese and corn on the cob with German chocolate or carrot cake for desert.  We ran and played in the pool and on the swing set and then jumped and danced inside when it got too dark to play outside.  Come bedtime, she was out like a light in no time flat.  Pawpaw was pooped, too, but not too pooped to get his usual wake up call at 1:30 this morning.  Well, I'd better finish this.  Number three for the day is coming on quick. Some things never change.  *sigh*

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[Mel]

Awww Mike, sounds like a lovely day with the granddaughter! I can't wait to have grandkids of my own. :)

TTFN,
:)mel

p.s. sorry about the visits :(