Just went to wash my laundry and it is so cold in the basement that the fabric softener has formed into globs. Kinda like milk when it starts to curdle. I guess that means winter is coming. Mom's favorite time of year. She loved layering up with sweaters and thick socks. I'm sure she would have loved watching her grand kids go trick or treating. I would have called her up and invited her over to sleep in my basement because it's like a refrigerator down there. I know she would have come.
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That's a neat story. I don't know many people who love the cold! I haven't seen many pictures of your Mom, so I'm glad to see this one! And see the resemblance you and your siblings have to her. That's a neat picture with the barn in the back too. Our kids keep wanting to paint something fun on our barns too.
Thanks for sharing. I know my nieces will have moments where they think of their dad and remember what he liked. It was great to put a face to you mom. I can tell she is your mom.
What I love about this season is the memories of our families getting together to celebrate the holidays. I still remember Grandma bundled up with mittens on her hands trying to unwrap a present with forks (or something like that). We sure played some weird but fun games. Your Mom was amazing, she initiated all the get togethers.
Scott
Our moms were alot alike. Sleeping in the cold! I love that too...can I come sleep in your basement? My husband can't stand being cold.
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