Wed 7/8/2009 9:58 AMThis morning I talked with my husband for quite awhile. He was so happy to tell about our grandson, who is living with his parents in Asia. The story goes something like this: My son is reading a book to his little 1 year old. In the book are cheerios. So he starts pretending to eats the cheerios, and so does his baby. After awhile he goes into the kitchen and gets real cheerios and "makes them appear" so they start eating real cheerios. The baby believes they came out of the book.
It is very funny, but hope he lets his son know it was just a game. Little children believe easily, even when things aren't true. They also trust easily.
In the morning, my daughter-in-law took me to a place to get my oil changed in the Previa. After that was done, we dropped the mini-van off at the tire store. When I had my flat in Mexico, I should have bought 2 new tires, but I didn't know, so now I'm buying one. The ruined window gaskets, bad shocks and transmission flush will all have to wait.
My daughter-in-law checked out another Indian DVD from the library. If you've seen slum dog millionaire, and liked it, then you might want to watch some others. The other 3 I've seen had romance and Indian dancing, but were clean.
I'm still telling myself I WILL go on the roller coaster. I can take dramamine. I WILL scream the whole way!