SEE, IT'S ALL 'CUZ I RAISED THEM RIGHT

I love being a mom. I love being a bubbie, but I love being a mom. Well, most of the time. There is an Arabic expression that goes like this: 'Raising children is like chewing on a stone.'

My brother Dovidle used to go sailing and when I asked him what it was like he said,' Hours of unending bordom interrupted by moments of unbelieveable terror!'

Raising kids is something like that. But when they look up at you and say, Imma, I love you, all is forgiven and you have the strength to carry on another day.

I taught my kids not to lie. Not to steal. Not to write on the walls, except for one interesting day when my little daughter decided to decorate the wall with what was left of her half-eaten apple. (Remember invisible ink? Don't ask!)

And, I taught my children to share. My two oldest are twenty months apart and then ten years later we had the baby. So, the baby virtually grew up with two sets of parents...one set was cool and the other set were the lawmakers.

Now my babies are all grown up and my oldest son has two babies of his own...sweetsie tootsie and sweetsie girl. And they are teaching the babies the same values that they grew up with.

Ask me how I know? Go ahead!

Well, the first time I got sick this winter was when I went to take care of my daughter who was sick with the flu. She shared.

The second time I got sick, sweetsie girl kissed me and again we shared.

This week, my youngest coughed in my direction and we shared again.

Right to the sinuses! But this time I woke up this morning with my cheek swollen and my eye kinda funny. Called the doctor (of course I did...Bubbie Channah says about doctors...'Big deal he has a diploma on the wall...ask him where he graduated in his class!' :)

What can I tell you? Here I am, back again on antibiotics. I'm a vision of lovliness.

Have a great day...stay safe...and thanks for dropping in.