wise words from a wise man

today i took the kids to visit my grandpa. he's currently in assisted living where he also recieves daily physical therapy. he hates the place. the food is bad. the rooms are sterile. it makes me so sad to see him in this place. mostly because he has always been such a strong man.


i wheeled him outside (isla pushed the boys in the stroller) to sit in the sun for a while. the rays of sunlight landing on his cheeks and i wanted to take him back to his 80th birthday party. we talked about my dad's travel, rhett's red hair, and few other things. but mostly, i could tell my kids were making him a bit nervous. we walked him back to his room and then he told me that i had beautiful children. and that i'm a wonderful mother. and then he told me to take them to feed the ducks.

and so i did.

first isla was complaining that this wasn't pt defiance. and then they spotted the park...