WHERE ARE YOU GOING...

A book my daughter had printed up of her blog.

Two of my daughters had done this and they turned

out just beautiful. So I am going to have my two years

of blogging printed up onto a book too.

I think they are a wonderful keepsake and a great way

to do scape booking in a real nice, lasting way. What a

great way to keep family photo's and thoughts to share.

Ron and his brothers and sister and his mom.

Julie and Sophia

A picture of my mom, Ella Mae with my nieces Mollie and Emily,
Taken before my mom passed away in 2000.

Our daughter Lindsey with her Sophia

"Turn Around"
Where are you going my little one, little one?
Where are you going my baby my own?

Turn around and you're two,
Turn around and you're four,

Turn around and you're a
young girl going out the door.

Where are you going little one, little one?
With ringlets and petticoats, where have
you gone?

Turn and you're tiny... turn around and you're grown,
Turn around and you're a young wife with babes of your own.

Where did you go my little one, little one?
Where did you go my baby, my own?
(Harry Belefonte)

Our daughter Lisa

Michael and Lindsey now...

And Lindsey and Michael in 8th grade...a good thing now and then.

Part of our family one Thanksgiving

Ron and Sophia

Lindsey's sweet family

Megan and her brother Britton

Our grandson, Treston

Corey and his family

Jen and her two kids with Lindsey's baby

Tiffany's family

Ella Mae

Caleb

Ella

Ella in her cute little tartan plaid

Isaac and Caleb

Ella and her pink flowers

Tiffany's Isaac with their kids

Natalie

Ella...growing up

Ella and Caleb

Our sweet cheeks..Sophia

Ella and Santa and Caleb

So that's where you went my little one, little one...
off to have some dear little babies of your own.

And off to have darling grand children for me,
A wonderful circle of love, now I see, now I see!



"Love At Home"
There is beauty all around, when there's love at home.
There is joy in every sound, when there's love at home.

Peace and plenty here abide, smiling sweet on every side.
Time doth softly, sweetly glide, when there's love at home.

Kindly heaven smiles above, when there's love at home.
All the world is filled with love, when there's love at home.

Sweeter sings the brooklet by; brighter beams the azure sky.
Oh, there's one who smiles on high, when there's love at home.

Love at home, love at home;
Time doth softly, sweetly glide
when there's love at home.
(John McNaughton-1829)


Family is everything, the place of greatest happiness.

With these last two posts done...my two years of
blogging are now ready to be printed up into a lovely
book for us and our family to enjoy.