Dad: There's our song, Honey. (singing) They try to tell us we're too young....
Mom: You say that for every song. According to you, they're all our songs.
Dad: Guess it takes a lot of music to say how much I love you.
(sigh)
Here's a shot of Mom waiting in line at the Clinton event a week or so ago.
And Dad. (We took a camp chair so he could sit while we waited.)
And another of Mom inside. She shook Clinton's hand. Now refers to that as her "affair with Bill." Says she's relieved to know she's not going to die the only woman in America he has not flirted with.
7 comments:
Your parents have a rare and beautiful rhythm. So inspiring to see little glimpses of them. Thanks for sharing.
Not only are they sweet and loving and adorable...they're totally hip! Look at those cool leather jackets. They have it going on, they do. That's where you get it from!
They are very cool.
And so are you...leading the Secret Service to the bathroom....
Love you.
Suzy
Your parents are the cutest!
Glad mom was able to get her "dream" machine!
OK. Your mom has an i-Pod?
Sorry, got sidetracked there, your parents have something I've only read about. Thank you for bringing a love story like this, a little closer to home!
oh my Jerri what a love story.
If only we could all be so lucky!
Just read your comment at MamaTs so I clicked over to read a little more about your story.
OMG your parents kill me. And Mom, beautiful hair, she's fabulous isn't she? He's not too shabby either. Bill hasn't flirted with me yet, tell her that, please.
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