I think my Mom and Dad are getting old. I know that doesn’t sound very nice, but it is true. For instance, when we had that big snow a few weeks ago I could barely get them to go out to play.
Here it is documented on camera:
Heading out front all by my lonesome.
Begging Dad through the front window glass to come out and play with me. Please, please, pretty please!
Until next time . . .