Three separate comments on three separate posts. Tim told me he had been lurking around the blog. Today he pounced. He publicly accused me of eating all the Peeps. "Mom, I almost died at birth". Let's see, that was 33 years ago. My three pounder now tops 6 feet and I don't know how many pounds but his frailty hasn't been a major concern for a while. Maybe I should ground him from Peeps - they're very bad for the teeth. All that sugar. And here I was planning to ask the Easter bunny to bring him some.
I got him back though. In his comment about the powwow, he misspelled Mariposa. His loving mommy was kind enough to point it out. As I never fail to do on Instant Message. It's for his own good after all.
Tim,I love you more than life. Get a blog so I can add you to the blogroll. And keep visiting - you brighten my day.