"Between the innocence of babyhood and the dignity of manhood, we find a delightful creature of a boy." -Anonymous

Sometimes I think this boy is going to kill me.

He is a HANDFUL and then some!

But I can never stay mad at him long...he has such a passion for living.

He wants to use up every moment God has given him to live life to the fullest.

When he laughs, it is with his gut.

When he cries, it is with everything he's got.

And then there are the moments in between, when he wants to sit on mommy's lap and take a picture with her phone because her "hair is looking beAutiFullllll."

Oh son of mine, can I keep you?

Daffodils

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
Daffodils

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

-William Wordsworth

The Semons' Daily Daffodils

January 31, 2012

My Very Own Murdock

"Between the innocence of babyhood and the dignity of manhood, we find a delightful creature of a boy." -Anonymous

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