Fishin'

The breeze was soft blowing across our faces as we sat in veteran's memorial park. David was standing on the river bank making excellent casts. The proud man stood behind him. " I taught him that in one morning he said."

Upon arrival with first cast David's bobber sunk and he grabbed his pole, The Darrell declared it a snag, but I knew it to be a fish! He pulled the fish in towards him and fought to brink in the fish and suddenly the battle was over. Snapped was the line

How fitting to have this Easter afternoon in the enjoyment of one another with a soft kiss of the afternoon. We had enjoyed a meal of Beef Roast with roasted potatoes, carrots, celery and shallots.Darrell is a fine hand in the kitchen.

Standing on the river bank with my son was my moment of bliss!

No pain

I am blissfully happy to be out of the acute pain I was in. I had major oral surgery and spent at least 10 days in serious pain, hence the lack of posts, but now I am pleased to say... NO PAIN!

That is my bliss today and tomorrow!

Boys being brothers

My boys are two years apart. If you have children you know what this can mean...... " MOM... HE GOT IN MY CHAIR.... MOM HE'S ANNOYING ME!" This is the norm around here and then there is this.

A few days I heard some noise coming from the other room one son was beat bopping and the other rapping, then they would trade. My boys normally at each other's throats singing together. I wish I had recorded it.

As I type they are playing out the last bit of sunshine, together with my oldest's friend. I know amazing again! When they were little they would call each other buddy...
" hey buddy lets go get the trucks" and so forth... they were not old enough to fight fierce yet.

Now they can certainly fight hard, but today they are playing hard together. My bliss, my boys being brothers.