Today I had the pleasure of babysitting the two-month-old great grandson for a few hours. We rocked and sang and we walked and talked about lots of baby stuff. Found out that changing diapers is a lot like the riding a bicycle thing; it comes back to you when needed. He is breast fed at home but took his bottle just fine and stayed happy during the entire visit. Then his mom came to take him home and it got quiet again at my house.

My son called today, which is usually a high point in my days. This was one of those conversations that began with “First, everybody is okay”. That usually means that while everyone is okay everything is not. The bad news always follows. So, my sweet, gentle not entirely mature adolescent grandsons were in a wreck. Both are not injured, which is the good news. The bad news is the car is demolished. The also bad news is that the car was old so not fully insured. I am still working on finding the also good news. Maybe by tomorrow I can say something more positive about it all.

The rest of this day was filled with mundane chores like paying bills, sweeping up dog hair, cleaning the coffee maker and pulling dying flowers off the Petunias so more will bloom. Oh, yeah, and I changed the bird bath water and took the dog out to poop. That’s enough for this day for this old woman. Time now for a glass of wine and a good book before bed. Each day has its rewards, the wine is mine.