Children, children

I sometimes get into these nostalgic moods and start scrounging though old photos, notes and memorabilia at home, and I get this heart-achy feeling for the past as I recall warm fuzzy times with my children when they were just that –- children.

But sometimes too, on rare occasions, I recall ANOTHER set of children. The ones I spend an average of ten hours with, every Monday to Friday. Since we all live and breathe beside one another every hour, every day, with me as their 'mother', we’ve formed our little office family whom I also share some nostalgic moments with. Here is an old video I found – from last year – which documents our good times. We gave it to Corinne (yup, one of my 'children') as a farewell present when she joined another ‘family’. AND I did the ultimate by posting it on You Tube!