It finally came.

THe MP3 player came in the mail today and we are listening to the radio and playing listening games with brother. Delayed gratification from a job working at Uncle T's house. No, I will not give you your money back. You paid for this little delight and now you have received it.

Kisses and Hugs from mommy!

E, you're "E"dorable

What, my son, what, son of my womb, what son of my vows?

What is a mother to do when the son's are no longer pulling at the apron strings as in earlier times?

Time to clean up the mess of a full ox stall.

The mess of a full oxen stall is a long process.

The husband of my loving partnership and the other children of the quiver have parts in the process, but the littlest part of the puzzle is exceptional. You are watching a season of life that is full of action and drama. There are more grown people than children.

I grew up with more children than adults. I was gone from the home before anybody grew up. I came home to celebrate Christmas and they made fun of the childish gifts that I had bought them. I guess I think that is the most important time of life, is childhood. I hope you stay a child in spite of our "grown"ness, or lack thereof.

don't miss the childhood that you are blessed with. I love watching your budding maturity. You are not grown yet! Thank God.

Mother, on "How Green..." said, if you ever leave me, Hugh, you'll make me wonder why I ever had children? I don't say that, but I understand the sentiment, now. You may not stay with me, but stay aware of your need to stay childlike in many ways. Don't rush the ride.