Friday, September 5, 2014 / 1 comment
Day 67: Cards.

It's a busy day, and Titus asks if I want to play Trash. Trash? It was on the tip of my tongue to say I didn't know how to play Trash and that this really wasn't a good time...and where did a game with such a name come from anyway?! B u t....it's hard to resist a seven year old who has big brown eyes and a dimple.:) We played, and you can guess who won. It was always his turn, and he could always go a second time.......hmmmm........

Fun times!
These moments matter...

1 comment:

  1. Sounds like my great-grandmother! :) She always changed the rules to suit whatever she needed at the moment. Then, when we would play with someone else, the question was asked without fail -- "Have you been playing with Grandma Finnegan?" Oh, yes. . . those are special memories. :)


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