A number of things made me smile this week.
The night Kaiya and Mylee had their sleepover, they were in their pajamas and were playing while Bill and I watched a football game on television. Out of nowhere, Mylee said, “Nana, I get your chair when you’re dead.” Boom. Trust me; it’s not that great a chair so I hope she’s not counting on it any time soon.
The other day I got a text message from the husband of one of my best friends to give me some information. We don’t typically text; in fact, the message came to my cell phone displaying only a phone number so it took some detective work to figure out who it was from. By detective work, I mean a series of back and forth text messages to learn the texter’s identity. Anyway, the next morning I noticed I had another message from my friend’s husband, who, by the way, is a truck driver. It said I spent the night at the Walmart in Huron. Love you. Now, trust me when I tell you that I didn’t suspect a secret love had been professed. In fact, I knew exactly what had happened. I just didn’t quite know how to handle it. So I did nothing. Later that day, I got a third message from my friend’s husband.It said Sorry about the earlier text. Would you maybe tell my wife that I love her more.
Finally, a photo of Alastair as he prepared to play his first rugby game. Yikes. He’s 10! Thank goodness he has the mouthpiece at least.
Have a great weekend.

Mylee is so pretty in that picture I would give her your chair now.
Alastair’s mouthpiece looks like Ronnie Hillman’s!
Tell Alaistair to learn how to do a good Haka. It worked for New Zealand.