Filling Dad’s Boots

As a child I remember putting on my Dad's boots and clomping around the house or going out to gather eggs or some such chore. They were large and heavy and made me clumsier than normal. I was able to get the job done but it was harder than wearing my own shoes. It made … Continue reading Filling Dad’s Boots

Our Extra Kids

My husband, Yancey, and I have managed to get quite the following of young people in our lives. Some are school mates of our children, some just friends, some potential mates, some have lost parents, and some just need a safe place to hang out. We accept them all in without any stipulations except you … Continue reading Our Extra Kids