Minor Changes

When my Daney boy walks back through the door–in less than 2 days–he’s going to find a few surprises.

For instance–these little birdies–

are a little bit…

bigger…

and there’s a new man in my life…named Mr. Caine.

He’ll find that this slick spot has been replaced…

by this. Miracle Gro is an amazing product.

Where there was just dirt…

there are a million flowers…

and ripe, red strawberries…well almost.

Why, even the  “more substantial” mom that he left…is a…ahhh… lesser person…these days…so-to-speak.  ;}

The wild lands…

have been tamed…

and where there were a few Patriots…

there are now Vikings.

These two dudes…

have a birdie he’s never even met before.

With all these surprises, I wonder if he will notice a huge new thing…

his mama…

is a happy little blogger.

~one more day~one more day~one more day~

Memorial Day…

One of the many, many days we love…because of what it has always meant to our family…

Alfred R. M. Beck–my great grampa

Johanna Sophia Beck–my great-grama

It’s a day to remember the people we have loved…

Elsie Beck–my grama

Clyde Mitchell–my grampa

and to show that love by decorating their resting places.

Andy Kirby and Marion Mitchell–my dad and mom

This sweet day seems to mean more to me every single year.

Hard to say just why.

Hope your Memorial Day was wonderful!

This Very Weekend…

I ate some amazing Chocolate Caramel Cookies

…and played with a pretty little baby doll…

and drank a peach smoothie…

and shared some with a little puddin’ head…

and read some more scary stuff…

and marveled at the love of fine literature around here…

and studied a ladybug…

and tried to get organized at last and once and for all…

so that we can gladly do it all again…

next week.

Writing To the Boy…

Here are the latest pictures of my cute boy in Lithuania. He is with some very dear friends that he has come to know and love–Inga and Arnoldas. Don’t they look so kind and sweet and doesn’t he look so happy?

It just dawned on me this morning that we won’t be getting many more of these pictures from him. In fact, since we write to him on Sunday nights–he will only get two more letters from us, and we will only get two more letters from him…

before he COMES HOME on the 10th of June!! Whatever shall we do with all this cute missionary stationary? Please, don’t anybody say–“Save it to write to the bald kid after HE leaves,” because I’m not quite ready to go there yet. Baby steps for this wussy mom, my friends…baby steps.

The countdown is on…

😀

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This moment…

A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week.

A simple, special, extraordinary moment.

A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.

Happy Saturday my dears!