Sweet Matthew

Today after work, Becky had to run (fast) to the dentist, so she dropped the kids by here. I had the snacks all ready and out on the table. I got a HUGE hug from Maggie and another from Austin and had them all go wash up. While doing that, Matthew starting saying his 10's to 100 in a little poem about St. Patty's Day. I will post the recorded one (iphone, not great quality).

I was just telling Clyde, when they arrived today, as they were passing the TV table they stopped to look at a few photos. Maggie pointed to each of my girlfriends and named the ones she knew. Matthew saw a pic of papaw and he said "I have nightmares about papaw each night." I asked him about that and when they started. We chatted a bit about it and then he asked "does it hurt" when we talked about papaw being in Heaven. After we talked a bit more about papaw not being old, sick, tired, etc., in Heaven he said "I shake my head like this (he shaked his head back & forth) to make them stop, but they don't" (words similar). Hmmm, glad he was able to talk about that with me and I hope I gave him assurance.