Mother's Day

This morning I was given the gift of this poem, written by my daughter, age 9:
My Mother

My mother is like many special things,
Like butterfly kisses and ladybug wings,
Spirally seashells and birdsongs galore
None of these things you can buy at the store.

Combine all these treasures for a gift like no other
And place on the head as a crown
For my mother

Some Pictures for the Ones I Love

When I stated blogging I thought I would just keep people I didn't see on a regular basis updated on the changes in the kiddos' lives. The Boy was still a baby and The Girl was just starting Kindergarten. Now I am the mother of a VERY ACTIVE 3 year old and a near graduate of Third Grade.

I don't have a lot to say on a daily basis about this because I guess we are just busy living our lives and trying to stay afloat.

However, I also realize that there are those who are near and dear in heart but faaaaar away mile wise who don't get to see this daily fun.

SO here are some pictures for them. We love you!