Ode to TP

No not to toilet paper.  Although that is nice too.  Especially the Charmin.  Good stuff.  But this is an ode to my angel friend who has the initials TP.  We've been friends for over 10 years.  I have been blessed to have made friends that have lasted through multiple moves.  Some go back as far as kindergarten and we are still in touch.  TP used to babysit my kids and they always called her by both first and last names each time.  It was pretty funny.  She is truly talented with children.  Seemingly endless in the patience department.  Supportive when T was gone like crazy.  And she continued to support by suggesting that I leave my kids with her while T and I get a way to NY for a longish weekend to celebrate making it through the deployment.  

She not only watched my kids she entertained.  With swimming and outings and moon sand.  Moon sand people!
 She's like Mary fricken Poppins!  Practically perfect in every way.  And all I could manage to do in return in bring her garden tomatoes she didn't need, and a replica of an ancient magnetic cow from the art museum gift shop.  I'm pretty sure the ancient one was not magnetic.  Just being honest.

T and I did have a lovely time together without the kids.  Each time we saw a family with kids along we'd feel one of three emotions.  1-Wow this vacation really sucks for them. 2-Oh look at the cute curly headed girl.  I miss my baby.  Or 3- TP is basically going straight to heaven.  And it's so true!  She is always doing stuff for others.  We totally owe her.  Thanks TP!!!  We love you! 

*Update*  I forgot to mention one final act of kindness and love on her part.  She actually sent my kids bags home with clean laundry inside!  A girl who will do laundry for her friend is a true friend indeed!