Yesterday, as I took my Grandson to school, he wanted to know what I was going to do "today". Conner always wants to know that. I told him I was going out to lunch with Uncle Art for my Birthday. "Oh", he exclaimed, "I didn't know it was your birthday!" When I got to dinner that night with the kids he was there hiding under the dining room table working very hard on something. After overcoming many obstacles I was presented with this wonderful gift. Definitely made with love and knowledge of Grandma's needs.
Thanks, my little builder man.