the snow melted and we're back to normal mid-april weather in michigan. big storms heading our way tonight.
over dinner i told r that on may 9, 1923 michigan received 6 inches of snow. (my point being that we could potentially get quite a bit of snow that late in the season) r says, "how did you remember that?" oh lordy. i don't remember that--as i wasn't born....but i did see it on the news earlier in the day.
that reminds me of when b was a wee-little and asked my mom if there were trees when she was a kid.
man, i love those moments. i love when funny things come out of people's mouths. whether, on accident or *by purpose*--another one of b's sayings from when he was small.
makes me wish i had wrote down all those funny moments--to relive them again and again.
are there stories in your family that you all tell again and again? i'd love to hear them. i'm a new audience.
nobody in my family wants to hear the story of how i was almost killed by a trout.... again. it's a good story. i am the hero. my family are all the bad guys. maybe that's why nobody wants to go over that one again. ;)
love and light and good stories
deborah
