I spent the day at my Mom's babysitting my special needs sister so that mom could have an outing. I made supper (beef and broccoli) and rolls, and then after supper I pulled out my laptop to try to write. She decides now is the time to start singing. First she started singing to the neighbour, who we call Peanie. A version of Ricky Skaggs song Honey won't you open that door, except she was substituting 'honey' with "Peanie'. After singing that for about an hour she started on Walking My Lord Up Calvary's Hill, and now as I write this she is singing to the top of her lungs "Momma Don't Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Cowboys." Hard to write with that noise going on...but she's happy, that is for sure.
I'm about to give her a roll with jam and cheese, maybe I can get a few minutes in while she stuffs her face.
Happy Easter!
R
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