day 128& a few of my favorite things

Today.  Friday.  A day with my boys and my dad. 

Home. 

 That's what this place will always be to me.  Isn't it pretty?

No matter how old they are, some things just never get old.

 They fished.  He shot his BB gun.  They drove the riding lawn mower.  We ate a delicious lunch, making our way through a couple bags of hot dogs, a bag of Lay's and two boxes of girl scout cookies. 

 Graham drove me around.  In Pappaw's truck. 

 

It was heavenly. 

We enjoyed a lot of God's creation.

We made memories. 

For these things, I am thankful.

Love to all.