Kids can be cool. Particularly when they are one of my nephews (or niece for that matter). This evening, in an apparent move to cheer me up, my youngest neffie told me this:

"Aunt Michelle, if you ever have a problem with thieves jackhammering your toilet, I'm your guy. You can call me, and I'll take my Daddy's train pass and come out there with my bike and get them".

Whoever thought a 7 year old could make one feel so secure?

Blogging/webpresence may be more sporadic than usual. I am off to Florida in the morning, where I will have the heartbreaking task of helping the strongest, most independant person I am likely to ever know into hosipice. She can't do it alone anymore, which may just kill her faster than the diseases that put her there in the first place.