Grandsons are Fantastic - but this one is so far away

Isn't he going to be a heartbreaker in a few years?

Grandson - Spencer Daniel Strange

Isn't this the most precious sight? I have taken the liberty of "borrowing" a couple of pictures from Brittany's blog. She said he was not feeling well and fell asleep on the couch. It makes me want to just hold and cuddle him.

My darling granddaughter

I just called Alexis and told her I was going to steal a couple of photos from her blog spot of my beautiful granddaughter, Sara. I cannot believe she is only 4 1/2 - let's keep her young while we can. She looks far too grown up. Thanks Alexis, for the photos.

Nice!

Adam and Cynthia installed the faucet last night and I have been putting it to good use since. It is pretty, nice, and works beautifully. I used it today to clean the grapes I am taking to church tonight for the tutoring program meal and the ability to move the sprayer is wonderful. I thank them so much for all they have done.

New experiences

Monday night I had another new experience. I rode the metro with Cynthia (Adam met us there) to Judiciary Square where the Zoning Commission was holding a hearing concerning the new meetinghouse the Church is working to build at 16th and Emerson Streets NW. The neighbors in the area filed a petition to change the zoning to prevent the Church from building on that particular lot and the Church opposed the change. It was a most interesting meeting and I do not know when the results will be made known. Politics here in DC are like everywhere in the nation - everyone wants their own way and sometimes feelings overrule judgment. I just hope they follow the law as it currently stands; if so, all will be well.

little shiny lights

I was awake for a while last night, unable to sleep, and began to look at all the little shiny lights in my rooms. There were the light green ones from the computer, a pretty yellow one on the phone showing me it was working, another green one on the smoke detector on the ceiling and bright red ones showing me the time on the clock radio. Going to the restroom, I noticed the pretty blue one on the modem for the TV. All of these lights are a pleasure to me, because it means I have nice things to enjoy, but during the night it reminded me of a childhood game we use to play called 1,2,3 Red Light. In this game one person was "it" and all other persons would line up advancing when the person who was "it" gave the green light, covered their eyes, then rapidly yelled out 1,2,3 Red Light. Everyone would then have to halt abruptly, or if caught moving when the "it" person opened their eyes, they were sent to the beginning line to start over. The first person reaching home, or the finish line became "it" for the next game. It was so simple, so fun, and the memories were great.

Gee, my closet looks great now that the doors are up. Adam hung them this morning and they sure make my room look neater.