One day, I took Gregory, Brendan, and Ella for a walk around our new neighborhood.  A little boy was riding his bike.  He was cute and blonde and riding over jumps, even though he was just five years old.  I thought he might be a nice friend for Gregory and they seemed to be the same age.  His Mom came outside to meet us.  She had a huge smile and kind eyes.  I could tell she was a special person before she even spoke.  Then she told me that she had 8 kids!  WOW – 3 seemed like a lot to me!  We chatted and laughed for just a few minutes that day.  But I knew we would be friends for a long time.  And I was right!  Now I’m positively certain that she is my fairy godmother…