I remember spending a lot of time with my New Roads Mimi. Both of our grandmothers were Mimi so we designated them New Roads Mimi and Vicksburg Mimi because of where they lived. Anyway, we spent a lot of time with New Roads Mimi-or atleast that's how I remember it. They used to ship us up there on the bus (my mom swears she never did this) and we would stay for a week while my parents probably whooped it up big time back at home. Anyway, I loved going to visit and I still have such vivid smell memory from being there. Del Monte green beans still brings it all home to me. We played cards a lot, we got to drink a coke (they weren't allowed at our house), we watched the Price is Right and at night, while we watched Lawrence Welk she would either tickle my legs or give me love pats.
I thought of this today while I sitting on the floor in my closet. I don't know why I was on the floor but W came up to give me a hug and sit in my lap and I found myself giving him love pat. In response, he put his head up against my chest, wrapped his arm around my back and gave me a love pat too. and then another one. It was the sweetest thing I've ever felt. and looking back on those visits to New Roads Mimi's house, I wish I would've given her a love pat back so that she would have felt the love the way I did this morning when the Little Buddy gave me mine.