By the time you read this, Big Daddy Brent and I will be — hopefully — on our way to Florida. Do not come to steal the old non HD TV because Grandma and Grandpa are coming to stay with the boys at our house. Have a great week. I know I’m going to! . . . of course I “knew” last weekend was going to be busy and productive until I was throwing up and flat on my back. Nevertheless! How bad could it be?
Frances Arnold Greenwood
When I am big I will ride in the sky
And see the clouds go flying by.
I will look below where the tall trees grow,
And over the meadows where rivers flow.
I will fly over mountains and ocean’s shore,
Over fields and houses, and many things more.
Like a big, big bird I will soar in the sky,
And folks will say, “There’s a plane going by!”