March Inn

Why"March Inn?" March Inn was the name of that magic place where I spent my summers growing up. I have alluded to this place before, and I probably will again. March Inn is no longer standing. The waters of Katrina rendered it unlivable so my children will never know that "March Inn." That makes me sad. In fact it brings me to tears whenever I think about it. I want my children to have their own "March Inn," and I want to capture our lives as they are growing and changing. I invite you to "march inn" to our lives. My hope is that you will catch glimpses of the real world. You will see our creations. You will see our chaos. You will see our affection. You will also see our frustrations, fears, and disappointments. Enjoy your march!

Thursday, June 6, 2013

Look at Betsy

Oh dear!
 What in the world has Betsy been eating?
 Too many cookies, for sure...
 Sheer delight!
 And attention from everyone in the house!
 Yet, no one tried to steal her thunder.
 Do these pictures spark any memories?

 A ride to bed on daddy's shoulders ~ what more could a little girl want.

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