Shhhhh! Don't tell Sager!

We found out today that Sager's little old lady who used to babysit him had two strokes over the weekend.  Her name is Minnie and you can not even measure how much Sager loves her.  When Sager was four he would go to her house in the morning if I had to sub up at the elementary school.  The bus would pick him up a little before 11:00 a.m. (his school started at 11:00).  They would drink juice, eat cookies and watch Bob Barker  (not the Price is Right, Bob Barker).  That was three years ago and even after he started school, we would have to go "check" on her.  His "checking" on her  is going to her house for a Dr. Pepper and a cookie while I visited with her and he played with her toys.  Minnie is so special to Sager, I hope she gets to feeling better (although we are very worried, after all she's 86!)   I haven't told Sager because he'll want to skip school and drive to Lubbock to check on her.