Sunday, Sunday

It hit me today that I will be leaving these little guys in just a matter of days. As tired as my body is, as exhausted as my mind is, I can't bear to think of leaving them!!! When I hear, "Nana," spoken in that precious little boy tone, I melt. Honestly, sometimes, I get tired of it, but really, down deep, I love it!!! Why do I have to be so torn? Is it because my body is older and not as able to keep up the pace of these little sprouts as I once was? Oh, how I love them! And how I wish that I were able to see them on a weekly, if not daily basis. How will I survive without the sweet jabber??? Dear God, why does daily living have to be so painful? It hurts my soul to hear the little one call my name in tears as Daddy puts him in bed. Of course he doesn't want to go to bed and looks to "Nana" for deliverance. I love him so much, but even adults need rest from the business of these bunnies with Ever Ready batteries. LOL!!! The boys and I pulled weeds in the backyard while Daddy mowed today. It was a worthwhile project and fun, although it left me with an aching back and filthy feet. Let's just say that there was a lot of foot washing going on in this house today! Dinner was a pork roast (or chicken to the boys). That is their favorite, so everything around here is "chicken!" I am a bit tired. Tomorrow will be like Day 1, 2, and 3 in that I'll have both boys all day. Entertainment is paramount! What "shall" we do??? I am contemplating the library and splash pond. Time will/shall tell. Good night with blessings, Sandy/Nana