Oh Happy Day

Today Porter and I stopped by Grandma's and Grandpa's house to have lunch and play on the playland. Uncle Steve came out and sat down on one of the swings. As he and I were chatting Porter came over and jumped on Steve's lap. Steve was trying to find a place to set his drink while Porter was trying to hoist himself up. I went over and held Steve's drink while he helped Porter up on the swing. Porter was laughing and smiling while Steve took them higher and higher. When Porter and I got home he said "I swing Teve gain". "You want to swing with Steve again?" I asked. "Yup" he said kicking his feet back and forth. We love Uncle Steve!

Spring is here!

I took this picture with my phone and really loved the way it turned out. It's a tulip I bought when I was sure Winter would never turn to Spring. Hope it brightens your day.

"Nanny Tone"

I thought I would introduce Porter's pet guinea pigs. He is very fond of them and loves to drive them around the house in a tupperware container. The big brown and white guinea pig is Sammy. He was the first one we bought. On our way to the store we asked Porter what he wanted to name the guinea pig. He quickly stated "Nanny". "Nanny?" we asked. "No Nanny". "Sammy?" we tried again. "Yes!" So Sammy it was.

Later on we decided that Sammy needed some company so we headed out to get another pig. Again we asked Mr. Porter what he wanted the name the new guinea pig. He immeidately answered "Jess" and so here they are Sammy and Jess, or if you ask Porter it's Nanny Tone and Jess Tone (we're still working on the S in Stone)

My Heisman Candidate

He’s sleeping in his car seat now
So busy was his day
With reading books and finger paints
And don’t forget the clay

He cannot understand quite yet
The love I have inside
This little boy that’s only three
A mother full of pride

I wonder to myself at times
Will I be strong enough
To be there like my mother was
Through good times and the rough

Give everything I have and more
To make sure that he can
Become whatever he wants to be
Watch him become a man

My mother always did her best
To teach us all with love
And showed us by her example
The path to God above

There is no way to put in words
The blessing my mom is
The hot meals that she made for us
The hours prepping for a quiz

I glance into the mirror at
This little boy all spent
And thank the Lord for a mother
Who knew what “mother” meant

And as the traffic starts to flow
One lane and another
I know I can be a great mom
With thanks to my mother.