Well Baby Bear is 10& half months old today, my mom is 67 today and I think I may have a squirrel in my house!!! And guess who came over to help chase away the squirrel?
Yep, that would be my 67 year old mother that came! No, not my husband (he is at work, but really would not have been much help anyway) or either of my brothers which by the way are big guys - one 7 foot and one 6 ft. 5 inches! OR my Dad that told my mom he needed to do a few things first--- nope, it was dear ole' mom and while I watched her with the broom in my laundry room doing her best to poke around and find the critter -- I just smiled teary eyed and thought of so many great times she made sure us kiddos had! You gotta love her -- now really how many people can you call up on zero notice that will rush over to help when you hear something in your house - and take you serious and not laugh, because in her mind that squirrel (or whatever it was) was after her baby (that would be me the youngest of 4)---A mothers love really knows no boundries! Thanks Mom! I love you! and happy birthday!!!