I remeber when we lived in Cross and I would mow the lawn you would follow me.  I had bought you a bubble mower and you would follow me with it.  And if it wasn't  the bubble mower it was your four wheeler and your black rainboots.  Love you. I can't wait to see you again.

I can remember when he was just a little guy he would come down the hall and knock on my door.  He would say "sissy will you read to me"  so I would get up and go into the livingroom where there was a little tike house.  This one was suppose to be outside but we had it in the house.  So him and I would go into the house.  He was like two and i was like 15.  but I would get in there and read to him.  Mom or dad would come looking for us and there we were sitting in the house reading books.  How I love thinking about those days.  Love You Bubba!