She and I had a conversation earlier this morning that just broke my heart. She says to me- Nana, I don't know what I am going to do when you get old and die.
Big crocodile tears are coming down her cheeks and I am blubbering too. What little 5 year Old thinks of these things? I love this little Toots to death.
But I don't know if I will survive the next 4 days. Our A/C got fried the other night in the doozy of the storm. We had a surge that fried our condenser. So, it's a good thing I am working tomorrow as it will probably be an expensive fix or replacement.
And the temps are to soar into the 90's. I am just glad I called someone and got the repair process started today.
Just a picture or two from the weekend. The play doh was a big hit. There's sure a mess on the back deck that will hopefully clean up when we power wash, prior to staining.
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2 comments:
Oh what a sweetie, She sure loves her nana :)
Cute pictures of the little ones. They sure have a lot of fun at your place.
Looks like Harlee is getting a headstart on her neurotic, worrying ways just like us. c:
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