other thoughts

The mouths of babes

[Today’s run: 3.2 miles]

I called the older folks on Sunday morning, like I usually do. They seem to be doing ok. They told me they had the little neighbor girl over a bit. She is the daughter of the pastor of their church. Their kids have been baby-sat by the folks a few times.

It seems that the little girl (maybe 4 -5 years old now?) asked to come over for a visit. She likes to do that. They watch Winnie The Pooh video tapes and eat chocolate pudding.

I told the folks that it was an unusual thing to have a child ask to go visit people up near 90. They must be living right.