See, I am the type of person that does three things at a time but cannot hear an explosion in the same room. The world can fall down around me and I will not notice. It is a special talent. But when it comes to my grandchildren, there are thing that get my attention right away. Total silence is one of those things. My head comes up and I move at the speed of light because I know that what might come next is probably not going to be a good thing. Here is what happens: This little girl is VERY busy but on that particular day all she was doing was figuring out how to use a broom. Phew! b+
Retirement out here where the rubber meeds the road!