Passing gas.

Nanners , I am always glad to bring back good memories . Your dad in the isle reminds me of one time when I was young , we were shoping in a hardwear store when all at once there was a blast from an air horn. I turned to mom and said, That was dad. Sure enough, a minute later here he came with that grin on his face. He was trying to figure out how this little boat horn worked and accidentally set it off. I find myself in many odd situations like that and I always think of him. Makes me smile.
Sno old VV has read this but the little wheels turn oh so slow. When he finally thinks of something to say he will pop up. We will be on another page by then though. Sooo, what do you think of my theory of Napoleon. I did not butcher the language to much,,,No????

Sassy, us husbands are peculiar that way. We can make fun of our own illness but we go all marshmallowy inside when our love has a health problem. Its the , man thinks he has to be able to fix everything syndrome. Yep, you could probably cut my hand off and I would say, " Oh, its ok dear, just get a bandage and some iodine and I'll be find",,,but,,, if my baby gets a paper cut I'm like,," Call the doctor, get and ambulance, lay down and let me make sure you dont go into shock,,wheres that @#$& doctor ? "