Flashback

Yesterday morning Theia and Eliza were playing a make-believe that involved tiptoeing around me for awhile and whispering furtively to each other while casting nervous glances in my direction. Theia paused long enough to explain, with a sheepish grin, "We're pretending you're a big mean lady today." I wasn't really too fond of this idea, but it jogged my memory. I recall my sister and me pretending that our mom was an evil stepmother sort of villian on certain occasions when she made unreasonable demands of us, such as requiring us to fold laundry, or clean up the disaster zone in our bedroom. It was a great comfort to our martyr-like souls at such times.

(Penny and me with our big bro, Pat)

I am continually seeing Penny and myself in Theia and Eliza as they grow up. Fond memories. I'm so glad they have each other.