I read a comment today about Peggys son Shawn. It made me smile. I know we all share the sad things about our children, but it was a fresh story and a happy moment and I appreciate Peggy for sharing this with us. Sometimes we get lost in the saddness of it all and it was nice to see a happy story for a change. So I decided that today I would blog about some of my good memories of my boys. When the boys were little they used to sneak into our room at night and lay a blanket and pillow down on the floor next to me and go to sleep. My mom tried to tell me that them sleeping in my room ws not a good habit to get into, but I said she was wrong. They didn't get into our bed and after awhile they stopped waking us up when they came in. I thought it was nice that they felt comfortable enough with their father and I and trusted us enough to come to our room and lay down and go to sleep. Looking back now I'm so glad we allowed them to do that. I loved waking up in the morning and seeing them sleeping on the floor. I cherish those memories. My younger son lil Del would stick his finger right up to my eyelid while I slept and just touch my eyes. I didn't fimd that annoying at all. I found it rather cute especially when I would be awake but not open my eyes until I was sure they thought I was asleep. Then I would suddenly open my eyes and scare the heck out of him. We would laugh and laugh and laugh. I miss waking up in the morning to all the laughter. April fools day was one of our favorite holidays. That was the day to pull all kinds of pranks on eachother. Those kids had alot of pranks up their sleeves. I always had to think hard so I could out prank them before they got me. That's what I miss the most is all the laughter. One time the boys found a dead cat out in the barn that had been there for quite a while. It looked just like it was sleeping. One night the boys brought the dead cat in the house. I did not know what they had done. My daughter had a friend over for the night. After the girls fell asleep the boys put the cat in my daughters bed. At about 2 in the morning I heard this horrible scream and then more screaming. I got out of bed and I could hear laughing coming from the basement where the boys slept. I had a bad feeling. I went to the girls room and they were screaming their heads off. I could still hear the boys laughing their heads off. I wanted to get mad but it was funny, and I just started laughing. My husband got up and he was mad. He was more mad at me for laughing then he was at the boys for the prank. I just couldn't help it. My husband gounded the boys and sent me to my room. That was many years ago but whenever I think about the incident I still laugh my butt off. The girls laugh about it now too. Life is truly about love and laughter and making good memories. I love them and I miss them both very much.