I have a best friend. Do you have one?

Do you have a best friend? If so, who? Some say it's their spouse. For others, someone from college. For me, it is my best friend from FIRST GRADE!!! And that was a while back......

Somehow, we were drawn to each other back then and became fast friends. But our parents did not really know each other so we only saw one another at school. That was fine though. We usually sat near each other in class if we could. And at recess, out together for whatever we would do then. I still have a few pictures taken with my first camera of the two of us standing shying together for the shot.

Dancing in the park

"Come over and we'll go dancing in the park." So the nephew came last Thursday so we could all go to the free music in the park thing in our town. It's quite the gathering with over 1000 people coming each Thursday night in the summer. For some, it's a full picnic time while others get there just after work to unwind and visit. And the band plays around two hours while lots of people dance.

Birthday party as he turns five

"Look at me!" and JUMP.... off the table and onto the floor. So this is why the birthday party was held at a pizza and minature golf establishment, so the five year old and his friends could leap off tables??? Hhhmmmmmm.... Good thing there is carpet on that floor. Racing up and down the eating hall and goofing around the tables helped work up the appetite for the pizza and salad and fruits and cake. And there seemed to be plenty of balloons for those who wanted to take one home. So it was all good.

Loving Miss Kitty

"I love Miss Kitty" says the nephew. And he lovingly looks at her picture on my cell phone. Now Miss Kitty died before the nephew was born. So why does he say this? He only knows of Miss Kitty through me and what I have told him about her. But we have discussed how much I loved her and how sweet she was. So he has concluded that since I also love him (I have told him this on most every visit with him), and Miss Kitty loved me that she would love him too. He tells his Mom and Dad about Miss Kitty.

Dumping Pets

I grew up on a farm and so often, people would come out "to the country" and dump unwanted pets.  We would find these confuse, scared, hungry animals wandering along the road or in the fields.  It was very heart-breaking as we could not take them all in.