Although I didn't get my little bit of silence this morning, I have gotten a break from the battle of the warm bed! The terrorist beat ME up this morning, has already had a big bowl of strawberries for breakfast, and is contemplating his morning constitutional as I write. Life sometimes holds surprises!
My son called enroute from work last night wanting to know what was for supper. So he was here at 5 and Jerri and Chickie came at around 6. We had supper and then scanned some new photos of the Chick while we played patty-cake. I was very proud of Zach, he allowed the baby to play with his John Deere tractors, another miracle!!