My helper....

Thanks all. Yea, It does seem to go fast. Seems like yesterday she was a baby. Divenut, I know what you mean, that's why I try to take the time to slow down and make sure she can help. I'm dreading the day that she doesn't have time for old dad anymore. :(
Bit of un-solicited advice...and if I am crossing any type of boundary I do apologize....I walked away from my parents...for several reasons. The big one was our relationship never evolved...on my mothers end. She never accepted the fact that I was no longer her "baby boy", that I had turned into an adult. Really difficult to be 30 some year old man, with life falling apart around him and still be treated like a child. Hell, when she found out I was going to be "back home" for a visit...and I have both arms and legs sleeved with ink she told me that I better keep that *hit covered up when I was in her house..tried several times to explain to her that it is just art, does not change who I truly am...and that it was far better therapy than a shrink in dealing with the disaster I was enduring....she just refused to accept it....lol...