So, DD2 walked in with sweet Joshie (who, btw, is beginning to get a mind of his own, but that's another story), brought her own coffee (we don't know why) and joined us in DH's office where we were having our own second cuppa. As she sat down, I said, "It's been a long time since I've worn out any jeans at the knees."

To which she just grinned and said, "Mom..."

DH said, "You bought those that way, didn't you?"

She grinned, "They were on special."

"You didn't really buy those," I said, by then knowing she really did buy them. "Twenty-five cents at a garage sale!"

"Twenty dollars on clearance."

I could hear her Grandmother Lehman laughing all the way from heaven. "I'll laugh up my sleeve at that," my mother was saying.

Not only that, I could hear my grandmother laughing as well, "Oh, forever-more," Grandma said. Then she and Mom started talking in Pennsylvania Dutch -- and they laughed again.

"I've got to get a picture of this."

"No, you don't -- I know what you're going to do with it."

"She's going to post it for the world to see," DH said.

"I won't show your face, just the jeans."

(And so I didn't.)

Wonderful trail walk with Sallie, spots of ice on the creek. Finished on the treadmill while watching the news.