
Joey, Allie... This is for you. May these stories be like tiny feathers that will one day drift down out of nowhere, bringing back great memories and smiles. You have brought me true joy with your laughter and song. This is your roadmap back to your youth and my guide home when memories fade. What a blessing it has been! What a blessing it continues to be.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Fishing, Fun and Family Vacations

Friday, March 11, 2011
Let's Play A Fun Game of Touch the Sink
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Homey the Autocrat
Many a stray animal has sought refuge at our home and while some are simply passing through, others tend to stay for a while. The latest addition to the clan is Bella, the lab that nobody noticed was pregnant until suddenly there were eight dogs in her house instead of one. We have taken in flying squirrels, tail-less lizards, baby deer and a chicken that fell off a Tyson truck on its way to certain demise. My daughter claims each and every one of these pets, immediately names them and picks the smallest, weakest one to begin dressing it in tiny pet clothes much against its silent protests. My son makes it quite clear from the onset that none of them, but one, is his. He lays claim to a temperamental Siamese cat named Homey. Homey is a self proclaimed autocratic leader of all the animals in this little Kingdom. He has no use for the sick, lame or lazy and will run them off when nobody is looking. Thank goodness my daughter is two steps ahead of him, nursing the ill in private hideaway places out of sight from Homey and his unfair practices. Our guest bathroom has seen its share of injured woodland critters.

Homey in his early days learning of the world....
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