Today Supergirl and I went out to lunch. A family came and sat near us and mom, baby, little boy and little girl all sat while dad went to order. First the kids were singing (too cute) then the daughter had a profound question. "Mom, how many people are there in the whole world" Brother answers "Probably like 1000 I bet." "No," says sister, "there's more than that. I think it's like one thousand and three hundred and eighty-three twenty. Is that a real number mom?" Before mom can answer baby pees on her through the diaper. As mom begins grumbling little girl notices and says "What is it mom? Oh, pee. Don't worry mom, it's ok! Oh, look! It kind of makes a design. It looks like a neat polka dot design." I love kids!!!! Can we have like 50, or 1,383-20?



















You gave everything so selflessly. Not once in my life have I ever felt like you were not there for me. Even when I did not come to you I always knew in my heart you were there. Always waiting, always loving me. I remember so many special 'girl times.' Like when Sam and dad were gone and we carried the tv to your bedroom along with a giant bowl of peanut m&m's and watched movies all day. I remember you trying to teach me how to two-step in our house. I remember how you and dad so graciously and willingly opened our home to foster kids, loving them the same way you loved us. I have learned so much by watching you, how to love, how to nurture, how to always have an open heart. All of the most important lessons in life, which I am still learning from you so regularly. It is always hard to be so far away from you, but I still know you are here, ready and able to talk whenever I need it. Ready to answer my cooking questions with "I don't know, just until it looks done" or "I'm not sure, I don't ever measure it, just until it looks right." 


