Sick Sam on his Birthday

The light's on
In the middle of the night
There's a sick little child around
Momma said to Poppa "Don't you worry, I think her fever's coming down."

Oh yes and I know, it's just a cold or it's just the flu
But I say a little prayer,I say a little prayer for you
I say a little prayer, I say a little prayer for you
Let her get better, let her get better soon please.

Put Aretha Franklin on
Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up
In the middle of the night
Cause that'll do as much good
As any medicine
To make her feel alright

Momma been a walkin with ya
Poppa been a walkin with ya
Walkin up and down the hallway
Look out the window
See the city lights shining
When you're sick you look so tiny
I'm gonna put you in my pocket
Go down to where it's warmer
I'm gonna throw you in the ocean
And you will turn into a dolphin
And when you get all better
You will swim back to me

Let her get better
Let her daddy get better too
Let em get better so I can get better too.

I say a little prayer. I say a little prayer for you.

More to see!

We have so many new pictures. I'm going to keep going until we are caught up.

Uncle Scott and Aunt Leslie gave Sam skis as an early Birthday present.

Jagoe found some gently worn cowboy boots at a Jackson thrift shop. They are too big but Sam doesn't care. He loves them. He's a real cowboy now.

A sleepy car ride to see the buffalo in Thermopolis.

Spring??

Wow! It has been a really long time since we posted. Here goes. We are busy. Steve was in Cincinnati for a good friend's wedding. He also managed two days of climbing in the Red River Gorge. He can be very creative when he wants to be. Two days after he left I left for the Grand Canyon with my brother, Matt and two friends, Neil and Christine. We completed a "Grand" adventure in the Rim to Rim to Rim. That's right, South Rim to North Rim and back. It was a beautiful challenge. When asked were Mama was Sam said, "Mama run all over". Sam survived both trips and loved visits from Nana and Grandma and Grand Dad.

We have had lots of snow and rain this spring. It doesn't feel like spring or summer yet. Sam is growing and changing every day. He loves to talk and he does it well. We hear "what's that" a lot. Sam's 2nd Birthday is right around the corner. The time has flown by. He loves the Happy Birthday song and will be so thrilled when everyone is singing it to him!

Last night we went to the Gannett Grill for dinner. After dinner we were enjoying some chocolate peanut butter cookie made by Sophie when Sam proclaimed he was eating a "poop cookie". Steve and I practically fell off the picnic table bench we laughed so hard. Talking is so fun.

Springtime?

The time gets away from us. Sam is growing and changing so fast that we'd be hard-pressed to capture it all, even if we posted daily. This spring is all about bikes and playing with the shop-vac in the garage. No matter what the weather, Sam's preference is "outside." It's either "yeyyow bike" or "boo bike" or the wagon. Sometimes, he prefers to go on foot, and would like you to run with him, saying, "Dada run!"

He engages the dogs more now, talking directly to "Bug" and "Ovid." Olive is the more patient of the two, and will occasionally even let him sit on her back.

My current favorite is when Sam sees something he really likes. He leans slightly forward at the waist an makes the "oooh" sound, then says, "Whoa...dude!"

As always, the days are too short and race away.