It's been an average day. I haven't done anything special or out of the ordinary. Washed a load of laundry, sorted through a box of old papers, washed the dishes... Normal kinds of stuff.
Yesterday I went to visit my sweet daughter. The sun was bright and inviting, the roads clear and dry. We intended to take a walk, but she thought it was too cold, so we spent an hour or two chatting and drinking tea. Good mom and daughter conversations are never a waste of time.
My #7 grandchild and I played a game yesterday afternoon while his daddy caught up on a bit of missed sleep. A few years back I had a great couple of carpet tubes perfect for sending Matchbox cars through. They're both gone now, so I set an old table leaf against his toy box and we drove cars down the hill. A simple game. One I remember my sisters and I playing many years ago. (More often than not we used it as a slide....)
This morning when my little friend came down for the day, I could tell he had an idea. It was just the way he looked at me and walked into the living room. Sure enough. He wanted to drive cars down the old table leaf hill again.