Katie and her Grandmother ... snugglin'.
This week, my mother will turn 80. She will do this two weeks before my father turns 80 and during those two weeks he will remind her hourly that he is still in his 70's while she is a decade older.
She will grin and bear it knowing that what goes around comes around.
She is the kind of 80 that we all aspire to get to ... vibrant, strong, smart, and active.
I can't be home for her actual birthday which falls during the work week, so Katie and I drove over to St. Augustine today for a slightly early celebration.
I just got in about an hour ago.
Today's post is short, late, and devoid of gators, dogs, and swamps, but it's not my fault.
PS: Driving around the old home neighborhood, I couldn't help but notice all the trucks at my Aunt Shelba's house. Seems she's a birthday girl too and her boys had come home to celebrate her special day.
Aunt Shelba, if you are reading this ... and I know you are ... Happy Birthday!
We love you.