Well, my first time at blogging was a disaster. Telling the story is all "BASSACKWARDS" So to get the jest of this blog. Start at the bottom and work your way up. But as we say goodnight this night let me leave you with this little poem. As I tried to tell the "boys" not to go up the street to ride the plasma cars they just wouldn't listen. I guess that's what I get for trying to be protective. Well as they just laughed at me and thought I was old and senile this poem came to mind. It is one of my favorites.
"The old crow is getting slow;
the young crow is not.
Of what the young crow does not know,
the old crow knows a lot.
All knowing things, the old crow is still
the young crow's master
What does the old crow not know?
How to go faster.
The young crow flies above, below, and rings
around the slow old crow.
What does the fast young crow not know?
WHERE TO GO."
And to all a good night!!!
Todd on his First offical Father's Day
Todd & Claire June 17th 2007
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Nana with our newest grandbaby.
Two babes if I don't say so myself. Precious is the word that comes to mind.
Braden
If we could just bottle the sweetness of this little guy we could sell it and make millions. He is an angel if their ever was one.
Lewis & Braden - Goofy isn't it?
Braden had just taken a fall and his dad was trying to console him. Cute faces.
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