On A Rare Spring Day....

These are the only kind of flowers that the herd of deer that roam my neighborhood haven't eaten. By the way... deer LOVE tulips. This year I have NONE.

Our little man..


A boy and his dog..

A boy and his trains..


Finding time to smooch Auntie Kenz as she leaves for a date.

This is what your head will look like if you take your roll that has been nicely buttered and place it on your head, and leave it there while you finish the rest of your meal, and then rub the roll back on forth on your hair.

Quite proud of his "butter head"! He would laugh so hard when we would call him butter head and he would bow his head to make sure we could all see what he had done.

Tate's trains are never too far. He loves them.



Can you tell he is saying "choo choo"?


This is his favorite You Tube video of trains. It is 5:38 minutes of straight up train bliss for this boy. You also can't fool him by trying to play a shorter or different video. He knows his train videos!


I just melt when he moves his little arm up and down while he says "choo choo or ding ding ding"!