My father used to play with my brother and me in the yard. Mother would come out and say, "You're tearing up the grass." "We're not raising grass," Dad would reply. "We're raising boys." ~Harmon Killebrew
Musings on life with three silly boys - there's never a dull moment!
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Thankful Thursday
Today I am thankful for my husband. I could not have picked a better father for my three boys. He genuinely loves to spend time with them, often spending hours outside playing with them, practicing baseball, wrestling on the trampoline, or reading books together at night. He always has them laughing. He is a strong Christian man who places a priority on teaching the boys about God. I am truly blessed.
My father used to play with my brother and me in the yard. Mother would come out and say, "You're tearing up the grass." "We're not raising grass," Dad would reply. "We're raising boys." ~Harmon Killebrew
My father used to play with my brother and me in the yard. Mother would come out and say, "You're tearing up the grass." "We're not raising grass," Dad would reply. "We're raising boys." ~Harmon Killebrew
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