Hello, Friends and Loved Ones,

Thank you so much for keeping us in your prayers. I do have a couple of other posts that I want to write, but not much time for it at the moment. I did want to tell you about what my **sweet** husband said (or maybe not so sweet, I don't know!).

Anyway, usually (not always, but usually), when Brendin hugs me, it is to tell me
1. How short I am
2. How much grey hair I have

I don't really mind, because when the hugs come, it is such a blissful moment, that I can think of nothing else for as long as the hug lasts. I don't get upset about it, I will take those hugs any way I can get them!!

The other night, though, the two older ones, Alan, and myself were playing a game (the others had gone to bed), and I had my hair pulled back in a pony tail. Alan was sitting right beside me, and the light must have caught in my hair just right, because he said, "Wow! You're really grey!!!" I just laughed, and he said, "No, really! It looks like your Mom's hair!" Now, how is a woman suppose to take that??!! I mean, COME ON! I do think my mom is beautiful with a gorgeous head of hair. I did not think to ask him exactly WHAT he meant by those words:)

Now it is one thing coming from a 13 year old boy, but it is quite another thing coming from the love of my life!:)

Hmmmm...it sounds like maybe the hair budget is going to have to grow!! We will see!!

Have a Wonderful Day!

Psalm 113:1,2
Love,
Ida