Aw...Mondays and Love is...

Aw...Mondays. This was how my house was years ago when my Boots lived in peace and love and harmony with Shadow. Mister Kitty is a bully. He refuses to share space with the puppies.

Love is...always makes me smile. We have three daughters, two sons. But Lulu has one daughter Mollie. She also has a son, Finn. Those two cuties turn one on Wednesday March 11. I will blog about them later. 

Weekends come and go. I love them because it gives me time with my honey.  This weekend flew by although that time change always throws a wrench into your plans. I heard stories from two people already who blew it with the time change.

When I worked, I longed for the weekend. It gets easier when you don;t have to punch a clock. I LOVE it and prefer it.

We enjoyed a visit with Andrew and Tarrah and the boys. I did not have my phone at Noelle's house but I was holding Logan and he is growing. He is so happy, always happy. He weighs 15 lbs. and he is quite mobile. Momma said she was checking up on Benjamin while Logan was in his walker. They have a big kitchen , dining, great room, living room all opened. She said she was not gone but a minute when she returned Logan went from the kitchen into the living room. His little body is getting stronger every day. We keep praying he does not get sick again. He is so happy.  I'll remember my camera next time.

This rendition of Jesus and the little children is a favorite as my paternal grandmother had a photo like this in her house. We are to care for the little ones. It is so simple.

We have had some beautiful Spring like weather recently.  I am never fooled by it but will patiently wait for the snow storms to move away. We had rain last night. We woke up to fog and cooler temps. I hope we continue on this path.

I had to read this one twice to make sure I saw these words! I think drivers are 50 /50 that are good or not so great! Many insurance companies reward you when you are a good driver. I like that! My mom was a good driver, she taught me how to drive. My dad was more nervous although he was an excellent driver and once took us on a drive to Phantom Canyon. If you've ever driven over the Million Dollar Highway between Silverton and Ouray and survived, whoever was your driver , trust me, they were an excellent driver. My dad drove us on many trips and he was an excellent driver.  Are you a good driver?