And I know He watches me...

And so this morning at my kitchen table...I am distracted by the sweet beautiful rain that falls around me...we were awakened by thunder and flashes of lightning...before 5 a.m.    The shepherd who LOVES weather hops up and goes out to look as he can go hours just watching lightning.   Well he says that he should get his rain gauge up that I signed him up for at the Ark River Symposium...For CoCoRaHS...The Community Collaborative Rain, Hail and Snow Network.  

And so he goes out before the sun and hangs a weather gauge...

And so he hangs it up and waits for the light to come...and so while the shepherd is in checking in on his computer...I at my kitchen table catch site of a sunrise in progress...and as most of you know...I collect them so I go out to catch a pic...and as I am standing there...and spot the moon in which I always recite Jeremiah 29:13 when I see it...I snap...and as I am clicking...the rain begins to come down...

And the shepherd decides to head out before it starts raining and get his feeding done...to which I come in the kitchen door...and he heads out the back door...to which he turns around and comes back as it has started...but he thinks it will not last...but the shepherd being the shepherd goes out and stands on the porch listening and watching the weather...to which a little hail tries to come...and there looking in my kitchen window making me think of a little boy peeking in at me...he informs me that it is HAILING!   But it lets up a little and so he heads out to get his chores done.

It continues to rain when I hear my phone in the other room with Garth singing...Much too young to feel this damn old...the shepherd's ringtone...one of his favorite songs...to which I MISS IT...but call him right back.   He is out feeding and says, "A rainbow to the west...a full one...you don't see that often."   So I head out on the porch to which he hollers...you can't see it all from there...so I run in to put on some shoes and head out...but am caught by the sunrise...

 

The light was amazing and I went and snapped a pic of the new gauge in the sunrise light to be watched by a ram...who thinks I should be feeding him and not snapping pics!

 

 



And I return to my kitchen table and start writing a bit...the words below start to come...

And the rain falls from heaven...yet sleep it does not come...awakened and revived...so thankful to be alive...a new day dawns and hope lingers on...I await...I await...Heaven's Callilng...

And the song...His eye is on the sparrow begins playing in my head and so I decide to search for it to listen to another...and this version is the one that comes up...I think it captured me that she sang in the middle of the night...because she felt like singing...and just the meaning this song has to me...

And as this song began to play...it began to be accompanied by the rain coming harder...and the sweet music of a gentle rain...was as sweet...and I sing because I'm happy...and the rain seems to refresh and it still continues to fall...rain drops in existing puddles...and I give thanks for this "moisture event" that blesses our hearts...our land...and our souls.

When you search for a song...there are always many more that pop up and being the "bike rider" I am...I can go for hours listening to each new song...this one shows up and I confess I love the Sister Act movies and I love this song!!!    And I think JOYFUL!    and Thankful!   Friday I had lunch and got to hang out with my special friend Mary...then yesterday...hung out with the girls...and perhaps tonight...my friend Denise is coming...

Sing your song...enjoy the day!   I may have to go and smell the sweet rain!  And I add one more song for the day...and think again of my mom...as Vince Gill sings with his guitar...

lyp

Granny Day...

And so this morning while at my kitchen table...I was looking at a bird cage I won at Lance's bowling...and was admiring it and thinking of the symbolism of the bird in the cage (perhaps me) and then the bird outside of the cage (perhaps those that have gone on but at times seem so near)...and the song I'll Fly Away came to my mind...and so I had shared with my Aunt Betty as it makes me think of her and mom.   This version was played at Mom's funeral and it sounded so much like them.   Was funny because "Spaz"...I mean Andy...had came up when he found out about mom...and he was playing this cd...and it was just so perfect of the style mom and Aunt Betty used to sing...and so we had borrowed it...

I had talked to my cousin earlier...about my Grandma Bessie...and so these women who are part of me...were in my thoughts and I thought of them...and headed off to work...well the water forum...

As I traveled...Chuck Swindoll spoke of how we should do something to encourage one person a day...and then It is Well with my Soul came on...another favorite...but again I thought of mom...and so after the talking was over I hit the flick button as I often do.   A song came on in Spanish and so I was getting ready to change it when I recognized the tune of Cotton field's Back Home.   This song probably reminds me one of the most of when she loved to sing.   And is funny as I have taught this song to Izzy and she has remembered it...and I find this version with Charlie Pride (one of my Grandma Bessie's favorite singers)...I didn't include the Spanish version...but think  of the Firecracker and how she tells me certain words are in Spanish...

So I sent off a text and said it must be a Granny day...my niece Bethany said she had heard Vince sing "Go rest High on that mountain"  and then my nephew Ethan had heard Vince this morning.    My brother went on a road trip and said mom would have enjoyed...

And so I think of days like this...and think of a hug from heaven...and I think of the day...I had went to the Ark Water Forum...and there was a farmer there...who spoke of his maybe great grandfather had came from Japan...he spoke of raising his children...and just the passion he spoke of raising those melons...that you go out and just smell the sweet of the air...perhaps just a farmer in his own thought...but his words were poetic...and I am sure made many in the room wish they were farmers...I had thought at the time...of his connection with his past...his future...

Another guy talked of weather...and the passion he shared for his love of numbers and weather...and I thought how rich these guys were.   I think of my childhood dream of what I wanted to be when I grew up...A Gramma!    And I think yes that is where my passion is...my children and grandchildren...and again I think of my mom and some pictures I had came across...

So...just loved these pics of the kids...and then found one of mom on the houseboat at Lake Powell and I smile thinking that this was probably the trip that has one of my favorite Kelly stories from...

Today I had been reminded to be thankful...to not complain...so instead of saying I miss you mom...though I do...I will just say...glad I had you...

and this morning I had thought how dry it was and had started to complain in my writing..."Come upon this dry and barren land and bring with it drops of dew to refresh these dying withering plants that depend only upon Your nourishment.   Let me become such a plant that I depend on You for my nourishment... then I seen my lawn was starting to green up...tonight coming home...perhaps it was the sunlight but the alfalfa seemed to have grown and greened up just today...and just seen much more green...and thought--It is well...with my soul...

lyp

The Great Nursing Home Escape...

Last Saturday night...a family reunion of sorts...a step back in the past.   My cousin Vonnie...okay Yvonne to some and then my cousin Gaylene's daughter Arlene were helping put on a play in Edison to raise money for their 4-H kids to go to Washington D.C.    Growing up in Hanover just a ways west...it was sort of like going home...on the way out riding with my Country Bumpkins...my husband and son...we listened to the old country songs and it was as though I had been taken back in time.   One of my mom's old favorites..."Help me make it through the night" followed by "Danny Boy" probably one of my dad's favorites.  Telling my son of the concerts my mom used to take us to...Just thought so much of my folks and my Grandma Bessie.    And here we were going to see her family.

I knew Aunt Betty was hitching a ride with her grandson Bret and also knew Vonnie's daughter Michelle...one of my favorite musicians...would all be there!    I thought perhaps I would see some of Gaylene's clan and what a treat--I did.    Upon getting there...I couldn't believe how much the old Edison school was exactly the same as I remember...even the smells were the same...we headed to the kitchen to catch Jean (Rasner) Meinzer serving up her homemade stew and chili...both good...along with some homemade cherry and blueberry cobblers...Jean still giving back to where she came from...as we went to the gym...I remember watching Jeannie as we used to call  her play ball on that court...out there with the boys...she was a ball player...and I enjoyed her as a coach...

Upon hitting the gym...there she was my Aunt Betty...surrounded by one of the actors out mingling with the common folk...Vonnie...and her daughter, Michelle...I made them let me take a pic of the three of them...love these girls!

Might be a little resemblance...but please keep track of my cousin Vonnie in the middle...And so we head for the show...

Opening scene...and I had set it up that I got to sit by Aunt Betty and Michelle...in the event there was anyone laughing too hard we could wet our pants together...And I am so thankful I got to sit next to Aunt Betty...her laughter just added all the more.

Vonnie was a perfect mix of our Grandma Bessie and "mama" of Carol Burnette fame...and then there was Arlene...My favorite memory of Arlene growing up...I was watching her and her sister Jolene and Kylene and I started singing Aerosmith Walk this way...I did this to my kids and they would start walking how I was walking...well Arlene...not very old at the time...upon me telling her this...stops puts her little hand on her hip and said I walk this way...and off she strutted wiggling her little butt...and I think Arlene...you still walk your own way...and I love it!!!    So I catch a shot of her...both of these two were pretty believable old crotchety women...

Check out those slippers...And then there was a special friend of my mom's and of ours daughter-in-law as well...Rhanda Anderson...

And I look at a couple pics and wonder if you think these two could be related...

And I later find out that though I do not know this amazing cheerleader with the Julia Child voice...who is sporting a skirt made AND designed by talented cousin Vonnie...but I used to play some softball with his mom...and she would bring her LITTLE ones...HE WAS THE LITTLE ONE!   And with this wig and all I can see family resemblance on both sides...

Though I don't know the other two guys...my cousin's pastor was impressive as the leading man as well as the old guy who needed his walker...

and so I caught one of the acts...my favorite...though I am not sure which I cherish more...capturing the play...or hearing my aunt laugh so hard as part of the soundtrack...And so this scene was a good one...watch closely how Vonnie almost gets taken out by Arlene...I think they both had battle scars from the window escape.   Arlene's tying style makes one think she might have done that before...No this didn't have a fake laugh track...

There was one scene in which the cheerleader comes out to the audience...now keep in mind that Vonnie's husband Randy was sitting in the middle...just so no one would sit on his lap...well Randy sitting between the shepherd and his son Bret who seems to be finding the humor in it..."How's that working out for you Randy!"

 

A great job...anytime you can have fun doing what you do and making others laugh while you do it...

And then I got to catch a pic of some after shots...I got the same group only Yvonne in makeup...

This could be one of my favorite pics of all!!!

And I also caught a pic of the "Lene's" as Lance calls them...he said those "Lene's are huggers"...and that they are...but I love them huggers...Was good to see this bunch as well...

And I really shouldn't say anything but there was drinking afterwards....are these not a cute pair of cousins...and the cycle begins again and one day perhaps they will be there watching whichever in the bunch is the crazy one!   From Grandma Gaylene...this little red head just might keep her straight as to what goats to keep!!!   Loved hearing their stories and catching up...

And I love this face as Aunt Betty is talking to her...and I think of her mama Kylene....but wonders what is going through that mind...no Lance she was not thinking creeper!

 

And then this guy...makes me think  A LOT of his mama ARLENE...looking at these pictures...hard to believe a woman her age could have such little guys!    But couldn't hardly keep up to catch a pic!   So he is a little blurred...I bet those who try to keep up...feels that way by the end of the day...

 

 

So I still had more pics...but put some of my faves on.    I loved the play and the step back in time...and I don't think it is too late if you want to donate to the fundraiser!

 

Thank you!

 

lyp

When I'm gone...

Today I stayed home...home...it seems to be a word I have heard often as of late...different homes...those of our childhood...those of where we have lived or those where we are not living...and ultimately...our Heavenly Home...

Perhaps it was this thought of home...of doing my taxes...of not feeling just right...that I wanted something "smooth"...something of home...and so for supper I chose shepherd's pie...it makes me think of my mom...of home...of a home that I will never return to other than in the snapshots in my mind or those that take up an old box...

I heard on the news of a young boy who was killed in a "hate crime"...I am thinking most crimes can be traced in one way or another of hate...but that not being my point...but the part that got me was listening to his mother...of her talking of listening to him sing his songs he was going to a tryout for...and one of them...You're gonna miss me when I'm gone.    I love to watch Izzy do the cups with the song from Pitch Perfect...but I think of those that are gone...and are missed...

But I think of that mother...and my heart hurts for her...I think of others who have lost and I think of a special family that is grieving the loss of a husband...a daddy...a grandpa...Jerry Bonds left this world for a better place.   When I think of this man...I think of how he loved his family...to have fought such a fight.    Many times people would say he is not doing well...BUT he would keep fighting...and you would see him out and about again.    I think of his wife Leslie...and the two of them such role models in their fight.    Their faith something to behold to us who watched from the outside...the way they handled this battle with such dignity and LOVE!   

Jerry and his family have been on my mind especially in the mornings...my devotions seem to keep talking of NEW...it seems to be such a word that pops up all the time since my Firecracker had told me how she just felt so new...and this morning I was reading day 36 of the 40 Days with Jesus By Sarah Young...and so I take some from it and a little from my journal...and as I am spending time at my kitchen table this morning...I see the sun start to come up and it is if to say to the red moon from the night...you ain't got nothing.   But as I catch some of the glowing red...it then seems to blend into the mist that is in the air...and I think...it is Jerry's sunrise and so I think of how the intensity that the camera seemed to capture of the light...and so I add in a verse that goes with the day...

So I include the reading...

And my eyes open to see a very cool sunrise…I stop to take pics and it is but a haziness that seems to allow us to see the sun.   I read today’s Day 36…again I think of Leslie…

“I GIVE YOU HOPE—hope that the best part of your life is not behind you.   Rather, it stretches out before you gloriously; into an eternity of experiences that will get better and better and better.   For now, though, you inhabit a world of death, sorrow, crying, and pain.   Let the hope of heaven empower you to live well in this broken world that is passing away.  In heaven I will wipe away every tear from your eyes—permanently!

If this world were all there is, it would be tragic beyond description.   When the day the LORD comes, I will destroy the entire universe as you know it.  And I will replace it with a new universe where My followers will live forever in ceaseless ecstasy.   Let this hope give you courage to keep holding your head up high as you endure suffering and sorrow. 

The best part of your life lies ahead—stored up for you in heaven, awaiting your arrival.   This is true for all Christians, both young and old.   As you grow older and deal with infirmities, you may feel as if your life is closing in on you.   Physically, your limitations do increase with age and illness.   However, your spiritual life can open up ever wider as your soul grows strong in the nourishing Light of My Presence.   When you “graduate” to heaven, your soul-Joy will instantly expand—exponentially!   Bless is the one who will eat at the feast in the kingdom of God.”

“And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying.   There shall be no more pain, for the former things have passed away.”  Revelation 21:4

AND I READ  AFTER THAT…

“Then HE who sat on the throne said “Behold, I will make all things new.”   And He said to me, “Write, for these words are true and faithful.” Revelation 21:5

AGAIN…Excuse me…Are YOU talking to me!    I think of Izzy and I giggling at Wendy’s when I told her that and she repeated it and we giggled more…but it is for the Journal of Truth!

And so I say a prayer of comfort and peace for the Bond family...and I think of Jerry's kids...I lost my father to cancer as a young woman with a family...similar in that they fought hard and loved hard...the kind of man that leaves a hole...but the kind of man that his love will be felt always!    A man who had a faith that we will be reminded of at Easter...of that in which we hold to that Jerry has went to be with our LORD...and we will miss him for sure...BUT we will hold tight to his love and memories...PEACE be with you!

lyp

One of those days...you just feel so NEW!

I know I know...I am supposed to be doing my taxes...but I see this picture of a little Firecracker who went to kindergarten roundup...and I have to jot down some of my thoughts...

The morning started out at my kitchen table...not sure I mentioned Mary and I are reading 40 Days with Jesus Celebrating His Presence by Sarah Young...there is a line in there...

"I want you to live this day abundantly, seeing all there is to see, doing all there is to do." 

And it went on to talk of...

"Much of their energy for abundant living spills over the time line into tomorrow's worries or past regrets.  Their remaining energy is sufficient only for limping through the day, not for living it to the full.   I am training you to keep your focus on My Presence in the present.  This is how to receive abundant Life, which flows freely from My throne of grace."

 

 

And one of the verses with these...Matthew 6:34 and as I read I see the sunrise and love how it seems so cool as the horizon seems to almost show up higher than usual...and I catch the birds flying by...and so I play with it a little...

 

 

And I love this verse...as it goes on...Each day has enough trouble of its own...which later I read in Jesus Calling and it seems to almost repeat the same sentiment...hmmm worry...I think of someone who is a worrier and I pray for her as she is healing to get better...and I think are you worrying about getting your taxes done...and think if you asked my son he would say not enough!   So I share the lines I loved...

 

"To find joy in this day, you must live within its boundaries.  I knew what I was doing when I divided time into twenty-four-hour segments.  I understand human frailty, and I know that you can bear the weight of only one day at a time.  Do not worry about tomorrow or get stuck in the past.   There is abundant Life in My Presence today."

 

 

Abundance...I think of my friend Mary and I get to see  her again today...she is down seeing her mama and I ask for prayers for Tillie...but today I think of Jay Bird and so I throw on my Limon 4- ever-in-our-hearts t-shirt as it has a picture of him right there on my heart...and today...perhaps why I think of him all the more...His Peanut is going to kindergarten Roundup and I think how did this happen!

 

 

However, while sitting at lunch at Fiesta...looking over and smiling because there is Mary and her friend Donna sitting in the booth like so many Fridays they have spent...and I think how I love seeing this site.   I am enjoying the "fellowship" of the shepherd and his folks...yes "fellowship" is what Grandpa Pfeiff calls it...because he has been spoiled by having too good of a cook at home...and so going out to eat might not be is favorite thing...but he humors us for the fellowship.

 

BUT anyway my phone rings Cuppycake and so I sneak outside and it is one little Firecracker!   Who has just finished her Roundup and she is so excited...she tells me of drawing a picture of herself...writing her name with no one helping her...of getting a star...and they said it was perfect Ahma!   It was just perfect.  I can't help but beam with her enthusiasm as I stand outside the Fiesta...and she tells me of how she got a rock from her pre-school teacher so if she got nervous...she just had to take it out of her pocket and rub it!    And then in my favorite Izzy Bell voice and just spirit for life she says..."I just feel so new!"    My eyes seem to fill with tears as I hear this...of how one little girl could ooze so much joy!   She goes on to say guess who came and gave her a hard time!   First I guess Jake...one of her favorite police officers...who she says, "Nope!"   And so my second guess thinking along the same line...since a hard time was given...I say Russell.   She immediately replies, "Yes!"    I smile thinking of how "Uncle Russ" had drove by and knew what she was up to...small towns...

 

But I just am so reminded by one little girl who is excited for the day...and not worrying about tomorrow and I look and see her mom has posted a few pics...and again I think of how this little one who seems was just a baby...is now about to start school!   But like her daddy told me in a text that is still on my phone...she's kind of a big deal...

 

 

So I steal them all because I love everyone of them...not sure if you knew I LOVE pics and I love capturing moments...and when I look at these I will hear one little Firecracker saying...I JUST FEEL SO NEW!    And I smile of her and her mama...who though have been through much...still find joy and smiles and stick out their tongue type days!

 

 



 And as I look at this...I love the hands on the hip and think Hello World...and Kasey Jo talks of her boots and cheese stick...and I think of one of my favorite Lady A songs...Hello World...a little girl and she smiles at me...Oh I know He's there...Hello World...How you been!

 

 

So I hold this day in my heart...one of those keep the window open...spotted a white dove...a good day indeed...And I just feel so new!

 

Guess what Izzy Bell? 

 

lya







Much ado...but really is it nothing?

And there is barking outside as I sit at my kitchen table...I wonder what is out there and then the shepherd comes in and says a coyote out there...to which I look out and there is Bo running across the field.


You see Bocephus is the old farm dog...who goes where he wants...but the dog warning him is Sweetie...she has been such a good dog but she stays within the confines of the pen with the sheep...that's her job and that is where she stays.  However, she barks and it is as though she is saying, "Go get 'em Bo!"   To which he heads off chasing whatever it is that Miss Sweetie has told him to do...albeit not with the intensity that Sweetie does when she is after a coyote...the shepherd has watched her "roll" one...but Bo does what he can with what he has!



Bo...stretching out...

 

And though I have many pics of Sweetie...this is what I find...
but I think...always listening and watching...

 

However, we then have Sugar...the sheep dog in training...Sugar does not seem to have a voice.   Yet she is now learning to run to the ends of the pen and she tries to get out if there is something that she feels needs her...though this morning the shepherd calls to her and she stops and comes back to the water tank and lays down...like oh dang...I so need to go!   

Sugar...CAN YOU HEAR ME?

Sugar...just watching

Usually we do not have a coyote sighting (actually two this morning)...instead we have a truck sighting!   Our neighbor comes by in his little red truck and his dog in the back...I know when he is getting near because Sweetie starts letting us all know that Dick is coming.   The other day I laughed so hard as the dogs can also get in with the Holsteins and so I see Sweetie running to the reach of her pen with her full out, "PAY ATTENTION...INTRUDER COMING!"   When I look and she is followed by one of the Holstein's who is on it...a new meaning to COW DOG...

And I sit here sipping on my green tea as I look out my windows and think what stories and illustrations seem to surround me on a daily basis...lessons to be learned...am I like Bo...when told to go and pay attention...do I?  Go willingly...well that is if I am not asleep on the grass or some such thing.   Am I like Sugar...I try but my words don't come out?  Then I think...Am I like Sweetie who is just so wise and seems like she knows all the rules...and that is where you hear the record scratching sound of STOP...Sweetie you are not...are you sure you aren't that crazy old Holstein that just runs because everyone else is and really has no idea WHY!  

Hmmm...funny the words that can come to you...this morning I thought MUCH ADO...why would I think of that?    Then I thought of the phrase...much ado about nothing.   And to many I am sure you think YES that's her...You had a coyote...end of story!    But for some reason...there are times when the words flow and I wonder if someone else would enjoy the story as much as I...because I have been known just to tell myself funny things because well you know I can crack myself up...because I seem to share my own sense of humor...okay...I lost some there...saying yep she is that Holstein...just running around crazy!!!

Well that is it from the funny farm...lessons to be pondered there...and I think about how I had read of doubting Thomas this morning...of things to be seen if we only believe...and as I am writing this...my Bible is opened to 2 Corinthians 5....and I see 5:7...

 

"For we walk by faith, not by sight."   2 Corinthians 5:7

And I look out and see the shepherd walking  across the  yard tending to his chores with Bo starting to follow behind and then getting distracted...yep...I might just be a Bocephus...if  I am told loud enough to go or perhaps get drawn a picture and I don't get distracted...I might just get it done LORD...

So on that note...this morning I see an Oswald Chambers quote...right there OUTLOUD Katie on my facebook and it reads...

"Why are we so terrified lest God should speak to us? Because we know that if God does speak, either the thing must be done or we must tell God we will not obey Him. " --Oswald Chambers, in My Utmost for His Highest from the Quotable Oswald Chambers.

I go take some clothes out of the dryer and hang them up for the shepherd...his George Strait shirt...we are going to see George tonight...and one of his songs I love I saw God today...

 

I think about this writing...of the words in the song..."His fingerprints are everywhere"...the sunrise...the green grass that is peeking through where once looked dead...thinking of spending time with my kids and one little precious Isabel...and I cannot listen to this song that I don't see her daddy holding her for the first time.  

A proud daddy with his daddy watching on...

So I start to finish this and another George song is showing up...a song I love as well...it makes me think of my son and his dad and his dad...of my dad and his son and his son...of my granddaughter and daddy and his daddy and this video is the one that pops up...yes it starts out with the ring tone I have for Isabel...the poem at the end is beautiful...and so I put it in as well...a tribute made for a dad I do not know...but near the time we were blessed to meet one little Firecracker for the first time...

...and another reminder...that Love stays with us always...and so I think about why I write this...perhaps a bike ride...perhaps reminding someone else that if we but look and listen we are reminded that God is with us...those that have gone on are with us...whether we see Him or them or not...Faith, Hope, and Love abide these three...

lyp

April Fool's...aren't we all...

I have always tried to do April Fool's day jokes...my son would put a note on his phone because he knew I would try to get him...my daughter usually was more on to me...though I did tell the shepherd that there were cows out this morning...didn't really get much response.

So I went to the younger crowd and sent a text to my niece...the same niece that quite a few years ago I had told her that her school blew away...to which she was so serious and says okay and then thanks me...the same niece who when I called many years later and told her I was with the IRS told me she could not give me the number on line 37 or whatever line I had said on an older tax return right now and I thought how this little girl had changed.   However, her mom was going to give it to me because she knew exactly where it was...and then her sister says Oh Aunt Penny...oh the days before caller id...so anyway my text went like this:

WARNING! ALERT! AS OF 5:22 AM THE HIGH WINDDS  HAVE BLOWN AWAY THE CEDARRIDGE PUEBLO WEST SCHOOL.   PLEASE BE ON LOOKOUT FOR MISSING SCHOOL.  AT THIS TIME THERE WILL BE NO SCHOOL TODAY FOR ALL GRADES.   THANK YOU FOR YOUR COOPERATION.  IF YOU HAVE ANY INFORMATION PLEASE CONTACT THE LOST AND FOUND SCHOOL DEPARTMENT!

Their mom replied saying...
 
I'm laughing out loud!   One is shaking his head after having a worried look on his face...the other is analyzing the situation.  "No wait. we need to look for it?"  he said.
 
She adds she won't forget that day...I won't either Keri...how you were such a serious one...and I am sure you were so worried about it!   Good ol' days indeed!

I look for a pic of these boys and Firecracker...I think this is about the most recent...so in the ages they are...they all have changed!

So I wait a little longer and decide I will send to a little Firecracker's mom a message:
 

ATTENTION!  WITH THE HIGH WINDS IN THE LIMON AREA THE PRESCHOOL HAS BLOWN AWAY…PLEASE LOOK FOR IT ON HWY 71.  IF YOU SEE IT CALL THE LOST AND FOUND SCHOOLS OR THE LIMON PD!  THANK YOU!

So I wait for the reply in which her mom says she told her that is silly.   I then get a call in which the Firecracker tells her mom that it couldn't happen that she knows that it is attached to the ground.   And so her mom explains what April Fool's Day is to which she says, "Good one Ahma but not good enough for me."

OHHH Firecracker...you make me smile!!!    So here another April Fool's day is about to pass...I think all the birthdays on this day...a special anniversary...and think NOW...just FINISH MY TAXES!   Bet you thought I had them done!!! :)

OHHHH FOOOOLS!

lyp