Fresh out of imagination...

I have no witty title prepared. My imagination has been tapped by a make-believing 3 year old. We have played Cowboys/Trucks/Dentist/Contractor/Doggies and that was all before noon. They are napping, the house is quiet...ahhhhhhhhh! Gage has a new thing lately... "mom, mom, mom, mom, Mom, MOm, MOM, MOM"...this precedes almost every conversation. I guess I'll never forget who I am ha ha ha. Reece is testing boundaries. She goes to every cabinet/drawer/door in the house that she knows she is not supposed to open, stops, looks and OPENs. Let the marathon of wills begin. She is persistent I can tell you that. Our usual exchange includes no less than 8 "Reece, hands off". Now if daddy tells her...once will bring about Niagra...yet she still goes back (tears and all). Oh how I remember the days with Gage. At least this time I KNOW it does stop...well not stop...but evolve.

I guess I should get some work done during my quite time...who knows what make-believe adventure we will be on this afternoon.

PS: Want to send out love & prayers to Brian's step-mom, she is in a rehabilition hospital after breaking a vertabre this weekend, falling in the kitchen. Get better soon, Judy! Hang in there Bob!