Where the wind comes sweepin’ down the plain
Maggie: Grandaddy has a new baby horse.
Stagg: Yes, but he isn’t at his house anymore. He took both the baby horse and his mommy to Oklahoma.
Maggie: Who’s Uncle Homer?
She’s busy looking for the right bow
Maggie: Mother’s Day is when I’m supposed to get you a [...]
I picked Katie up at school the other day, and she had a picture she had colored that she was so proud of. It was a butterfly, and she had scribbled black all over it. She thought it was a great joke that she had made a butterfly that was not pretty at all. But [...]
Maggie woke up on her birthday and summed up what the whole month of April had been like for her. “I’m FINALLY 5.” She gave a big sigh and could not have been happier in that moment. It was wonderful to have her that happy.
Someday, I will get around to the rest [...]
