I got a text message today. Anthony wants to see his Nana. I adored that, but wonder why every time he sees us he acts like its been a year between visits! He can go home and we will pop in to drop something off two hours later and he opens the door “Nana!! Poppy!! Hey!!” hugging me all the way inside. It is my favorite thing honestly!

His big brother left for camp and his sisters were at the library, so he wanted “something” to do. It is hard to believe I am finally “something” again. Not so long ago our teenagers wanted nothing to do with us!