They go and go and go... Last weekend Stanley babysat two of our granddaughters. He picks them up at their cheerleading/basketball game in Huntsville. Takes them to dinner. Put a tent up in our living room for them and Lester to sleep in (however they all three end up in bed with him for the night) Makes pancakes for them and he even had a hot tea party with them using china. The sweet note is one that Alexis put on the bulletin board in the kids play room. I just love it! (by the way... I was out of town Friday-Monday, he did it all without me. Not sure if I'm needed or not)
He has been afflicted with really bad allergies, so I know that he doesn't feel 100%. But it's just amazing that he is always doing something. Lord knows that work REALLY keeps him hopping. Finally last Thursday he got a shot in the booty for his allergies off to the golf course on Friday. He was feeling so yucky but was raring to get up Saturday morning to take Lester for an all day ride in the Rhino. Again her returns not feeling so well but spent Sunday helping me cut and pickup broken limbs from the ice storm.
I mean GOSH! I literally slide into the bathtub in the kid's playroom and soak using two tubs of hot water and a glass of wine feeling like I just don't think I will live to see tomorrow because I hurt so bad YUCK. I finally drag myself to my bedroom and call Stan (he's outside throwing rocks to Lester) to ask if he would come in and lather my back and neck with Biofreeze. Then I take a pain pill and he goes back outside and plays with the dog! How does he do it?????
