My 26 year old son came by today. When he was a toddler we used to call him Boo-Boo. he told me that my grandaughter Rosie (his niece, 18 months) is now calling him Boo-Boo.

A couple of months ago I gave him my easel and paints - he has started painting and I'm very happy to see him develop that part of himself. I guess, as gnu said, people often get happiness from their kids.

I feel happy when I wake up and look through my filmy magenta curtains to see the light patterened on the green leaves outside. Its always a good way to wake up.