Mom, Dad, and brother Mike recently collaborated to get thousands of pictures and documents scanned onto a disc. Some of the letters from my Dad to his family when he was away at Boy Scout camp got me all teary.
Christmas brunch casserole in fridge. Kids almost asleep. Time to wait for Santa. Jack asked me to wear a necklace he made for me out of magnetic buckeyballs (sp?) and wait on the couch for Santa Claus to come down the chimney. I asked him why, and he said, "So Santa Claus will want to marry you. You look so pretty." Ha! Can you imagine scoring Santa for a stepdad? Keep dreaming, Jack.