It was a typical morning, got Jimmy off to work then took a nap till our precious little boy woke up. We had breakfast then the daily task of cleaning house. He was all of three and was in his room playing, and I was cleaning in our room when all of the sudden he started hollering, "Mommy, Mommy I can't see!". As I was running for his room I said what's wrong! When I got to his room he says, "I got my eyes closed". Scared me to death! I hugged the little rascal and told him he shouldn't scare his Mommy like that. Hmm! That was only the beginning of scare Mommy to death!
That was about thirty-seven years ago. There have been a lot of fast cars and motorcycles since then, not to mention roller hockey, asthma attacks, Juvenile Rheumatoid Arthritis and the Martial Arts. I am really proud of him. He turned out to be really good man and a great Dad.
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