Happy Birthday Little Man

Not a lot to say or much time to say it. I just wanted to wish my youngest grandson a Happy Birthday. I am thinking of you.

Still have my nose to the grindstone. I'm so tired I can barely stand up. I got my feet tangled today and took a header at work. My leg is fine but banged up my arm. Oh, Well!

This is sure a cheery little talk.

Ta! Ta!