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Our Hunter is in grade one. Each day the class has a new word they have to use in a sentence. The word was "Mom". Easy enough. In his agenda was a letter from the teacher. It went something like this: Dear Mrs. Diletti . Although a very creative sentence Hunter's sentence was not appropriate for school. I have spoken with him and explained why. Maybe you could discuss it with him. Thank you . Now I'm a little worried. I had trouble desivering his printing so Hunter read his work. With a huge smile showing off his wonderful dimples he reads " My mom has rules. No saying bitch, stupid, idiot or moron". He repeated his sentence over and over as each family member gather in the kitchen to hear his work. The laughter was uncontrollable. Hunter was so happy to have such a large audience, complete oblivious to the humour. I took him into the Living room away from the histeria and explained that it was a very creative sentence but blah blah blah was all he

This morning, in 1964 at 8:08 am, little 'B:0B', a.k.a. Robbie Dean did his little groundhog day routine and poked his head out into the world. And the place has not been the same since! Happy Birthday Rob! Love you always, Cousin Paul

Today is Rob's 45 th Birthday and he made it in one piece..well sort of. Have a SAVE and wonderful Birthday we love you!

Our Saintly Aunt Millie has turned 39 (again, yes more than once!) I have not chatted with her lately (perhaps a decade) but if any one out there in WEB LAND lives near her maybe you know how she is doing?

Just read on Facebook that Michelle is in surgery as I write this(11:45 a.m.) and that it should take 4 - 5 hours. I asked Nikki to keep us posted here so lets keep Michelle in our prayers.