I awoke this morning to the literal pitter-pat of little feet. I haven’t heard that in a long, long time. You see, It is my birthday today. The best present so far is a weekend visit from my daughter, who came to visit bringing my 16 month old grandson. They are spending the weekend. I have not seen him since June when he took his first steps. Today he is running, surprisingly fast and agile, circling the kitchen and dining room. Time for writing is limited, so I will end now and go give that baby boy a kiss.