I love my kids.  they grew up to be everything I hoped they would be in spite of my poor parenting skills  Misty is smart and beautiful and a wonderful mother.  Her kids talk to her and jump on her when they want her attention.  She talks to them and help them with their homework.  Her husband Ronnie is the greatest Dad.  He and my grandson Josh spend a lot of time male bonding.  

Chloe my granddaughter is beautiful, smart funny and she has a secret streak of wildness that she only shows to the family.  She gave me a wonderfully gawdy watch for mother's day.  I am disappointed that it doesn't fit because I would wear it everywhere. 

Thrree year old Joshua, has a permenant twinkle in his eyes.  I hope he never loses it.  Just seeing him makes me full better.  When he killed a spider for me and declared himself my hero, he was every bit as strong as superman.

Billy was my brilliant beautiful boy.  He met a wonder pretty girl and they produced an angel  who my son calls being.  I think I'll call her being myself. becase she is the most special human Being.  She liked me, dogs cats and people talking to her.  She rules the universe. 

These are my children.  They are worth every heartache. Every trip to the ER. Every time they stomped their feet and screamed I hate you I hate you.  It's worth it.  It's worth it to have their 3 year old get on the phone and say, "make mama give me some potato chips." 

It's worth it when the nine year old wants to got to church with you. 

It's worth it when my daughter calls me up and says Josh won't go to sleep and Chloe disappear and I didn't know where she was.  She was next door taking a nap with her friend. 

It's worth it because not only is a feeling that I must have done something write to have such great kids, and to know that they are getting my revenge through their children.