Patti Danyoo Sikoo

My daughter turned 26 this past weekend.   I was thinking back to when she was little.  I can still hear her high pitched voice mis-pronouncing her name, it always sounded like her last name was Psycho.

All she wanted for her birthday was a maternity swimsuit and a sewing machine.  Easy to please, right?

As I went through her kindergarten and first grade journals, I saw that she was always very clear on what she needed to be happy.  "I'm happy when I go swimming... I'm happy when my brother plays outside with me..... "  Read on...

P.S.  If you're a menopausal, empty-nester mom, that's probably not the best time to go through old papers.