So, Gray slept through the night last night...THANK GOD. It seems he's been reverting back to infancy lately. Who knew a two and a half year old would STILL keep you from sleeping. I certainly did not. Anyway, we went to the park when Gordon left for work today, and as soon as we got there, he anxiously ran (too fast) to the playground and fell on the cement and scraped his knee.
Between that and the heat (only 85 degrees...I could have sworn it was 95, guess I've been spoiled to the 75 with a breeze) we didn't stay too long.
I had my 4th music lesson tonight with Sis. Schexnayder. She's teaching me to play the keyboard. I thank God for people like her, who give of themselves expecting nothing in return other than the blessing that is sure to come their way because of their generosity.
As I type, I am eating some delicious, fresh picked, ripe California strawberries. Oh how I'll miss them when the season is over!
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