I remember when the kids always asked, "when can I eat at the grownup's table"? Now, I'd just as soon eat at the kids table and let those who want to chat with the old fahts go right ahead. Today, I really was at the old fahts table. The youngest was 50 and the oldest was 85 and there were only 4 of us.
Had a great meal that included venison. I'm glad it's over now though. The MIL's boyfriend is 84 and fit. He's always asking me questions about computers. He doesn't learn how to use his programs and then shelves them. Spends more money for newer things.
I am baby sitting my brothers kids tomorrow!! Thats going to be fun. They both have tempers and I am not one to yell at them, so they try to get away with everything. To top it off one of them is 3 and is a red head, boy does she take after her father with that temper.