Oh my gosh I can not begin to describe how much I love the cool crisp mornings and the memories of going to school. Now watching my eldest son get on the bus with his backpack in tow, I realize the feelings my mother had watching me grow. Time flies and I myself tend to let everyday things bog me down, I pray to my heavenly father to change my heart and mind so that I might be a positive influence on anyone and everyone I come in contact with, yet mainly my children...I love the way they look at me and kiss me...My boys make my day and I pray that I'll begin to make theirs better each day with my outlook on life and mood in general. It is now fall and the boys are playing ball with Riley's coach from spring whom they adore... Together they are on the same team which simplifies my life but much more important their together enjoying playing a sport they both love..I don't know what will stick with them as they grow but for now they love baseball and their team...and mostly one another.
