I was thinking of my children today. Bart was such a somber little guy, so serious and intense. Bret was a happy go lucky fellow and a ball of energy. And they haven't changed.

I remember one year we were going to make a trip from California to Wisconsin to visit Grandma and Grandpa Deeley. Bart was only three and he said he didn't want to go because they had red tomatoes in Wisconsin.

That really had me confused until I questioned him and found that he had heard me say that a tornado had touched down in Sheboygan Falls that Fall and a child was killed. He interpreted "tornado" as "tomato" and didn't want anything to do with that.

Have a great day

Mary