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!