Fleur de Aleta

Dear Maw Maw, When Rob and I would spend a summer's week with you, the day started early in the morning.  Did you ever let a day go by without watching the sun rise?  You would wake us up, which I can't imagine to be an easy thing to do with two little kids.  We would start with pulling weeds from the garden and feeding the chickens.  Oh, I remember those feisty animals!  Your hands had marks on them from when they pecked you, but you were fearless.  Whereas, I hid behind you. Vegetables on the table came from the garden you worked.  Eggs from the chickens.  Did you milk the cows too?  I don't remember you doing that.  I do know those cows were like kids to you!  You called them and they came to you.  Imagine my delight when I heard you calling the cows by their names... you named them after your grandchildren!  Such beautiful animals.  I asked you why you didn't have horses on your property.  You said with d...

Dear Son, It's Christmas inside our home and it's not even Thanksgiving yet.  The spirit of Christmas is helping our family, lifting our spirits, but more of that later. You have taken on First Grade with gusto!  You love to learn.  Math is still your favorite.  You even wrote in a paragraph prompt, "If you were a teacher, you would teach Math...." and more of course.  You love your teacher, Ms. Falgout.  I like her too and think she's doing an excellent job.  She is new to APAAS, but you'd never know it, because she fits right in. In the beginning of the school year, Ms. Missy met us at the carline and said, "Gregory is so sweet.  Sometimes it's not the "in" thing for boys to be kind, but when we are older, that kindness is what really matters.  Don't let him lose that."  I tell you, "are my sweet son" and you often times reply I am "your sweet mom."  Kindness is so important in life. In the morning, you...