And if you have children, may they someday know how much you love them, as much as I love mine, I'll bet, which is an unimaginable lot.
Happy Mother's Day.
LYNNE'S SOMEWHAT INVENTED LIFE. Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass. It's about learning to dance in the rain.
It took us a few minutes to leave and on the way out she came up to Phil and--with tears in her eyes--said, "Thank you so much."
It was no big thing, but maybe tonight she needed to feel appreciated. Her appreciation made Phil's day. And because it made his day I realized--once again--how tender and caring he is and I'm so glad he belongs to me. It was a win-win experience, all around.
No, we didn't think so.
The Boarder did well. Congratulations to both of you and to the little barker who will be very pampered, we're guessing.
Update: She called ten minutes after I posted this. She loves him and is naming him Kramer. His hair does look like Kramer's, doesn't it? And I was right. He is going to be very pampered.
"Okay, this time for sure," they said together.
"Taa Daa!"
"How'd we do? "
"We did good. You love us, don't 'cha?"
Yes, I do, my beautiful, funny baby and handsome, goofy Boarder. And now, today I miss you, too. Are you coming back soon?