Thursday, January 15, 2009

Shameless Continuation

As if it wasn't bad enough that I blogged my own birthday, I'm not even finished yet.

"Last year, you thought I was kidding, and you bought me a cake.  Now I mean it.  I want you to make me a cake."  Their poor little stricken faces.  For cryin' in a bucket, I didn't ask for raspberry cordial.  I think, though, they'd sooner have jumped on building an automobile from scratch.

They did it.  And they did a right fine job — especially for a couple of young manly men, who are happiest in a tree stand or studying Constitutional law.

Gotta love that cake.
Gotta love those sons.

Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord.  ~Psalm 127:3a

1 comment:

Annie T. said...

Perfectly, beautifully, wonderful!!