All Is Well

Baby J is well. He was well when I got home from work yesterday. In fact when I got home, his uncle was teaching him how to throw a ball, like a boy. We think he might be a pitcher like his great grandpa.

Baby J's parents are better. Baby J went home. It sure is quiet around here. The cats are happy. Hubby is snoring. This tired body is off to bed.

And all will be well... sounds familiar... where did I hear that before???