The Bee Feeder

   Sunday morning I tried to take a picture of my husband and children. They were ready for church and for once my nine year old was not in PJ pants and he was wearing a collared shirt. Everyone even matched randomly so I thought I'd just try. I got them all out on the lawn and immediately two children decided that they had lost the ability to use their smiling muscles and it was all down hill from there. Needless to say they went to church and I stayed out in the front yard and tried to capture some of the flowers in the morning light. Later on in the day when the children were home I had the camera again and was so glad I did. My nine year old listens to a lot of adventure stories and really honestly wishes he could go back in time and be an explorer and adventurer. Right now all he has is a back yard and a coon skin cap and so he makes do with his extensive and incredible imagination. Yesterday he knocked on the front door and when I opened it there he was in his coon skin cap and a branch from my precious lilac tree. He was so over come by how beautiful it was he felt he needed a whole branch so he dragged a tree over, climbed up and broke off the branch. He then decided he was a bee feeder of some sort and literally marched around the yard feeding bees. I can't express how amazing this child is. He loves the world ~ really really loves the world. Then I walked around the corner and there was the baby. Somehow he had found two sticks and was banging on the milk can loving the music he was making. We are all so thankful the sun has been shining and we can be outside enjoying all this.