Good ole' Summertime...

It has been quite hot in our little town as of lately. It's hot outside and it's even hotter inside my little old place. We are trying not to let the heat get us down too much though. I have been hoarding a dollar here and a dollar there, saving all the change my mama gives me, and doing lots of recycling, I have been hoarding it all away in a little blue speckled tin can. On Saturday we went for a walk around town and I brought my tin can with me! We stopped in at our hardware store and left with a paper sack full of little screws to hang up my shelf. ( Now if only I could get hubby to hang it up!) Then we walked down town a ways to the quilt shop. I had a half yard of chocolate brown polka dotted flannel cut for me, I am making a raggedy old bear to go with the big teddy bear that I sewed for Jasper. Then we went out to lunch, Boo-bah's treat, my mama called me up and said to put lunch on my charge card. We went to Kentucky Fried Chicken. The ice cold diet coke tasted soooo good, after all it was 97 degrees outside. Jasper ate like a little piggy! He munched on an entire biscuit and a chicken strip too! After lunch we went to the feed store and looked at baby chicks, yes I know that sounds just terrible, looking at darling little chickens after having just eaten chicken, at the time though, the thought didn't come to mind. Then we mosied on down to the thrift store and picked up a cheerful yellow shirt for Jasper to wear on his birthday. By the end of our adventure we were all worn out. Today, we went on yet another adventure, and the tin can came with us once again. We went in Daddy's car for a little ride to a special place. A lovely park full of museums, shade trees, history, and a merry go round. I wanted to do something special with Jasper rather than buy an overpriced store bought gift, so we had an early birthday treat. We rode the merry go round! Jasper loved every minute of his two rides!!! As he tightly held on to the brass pole, hair flying in the breeze, he squealed and bounced in delight. Many a child has had a special afternoon on this merry go round, it being 100 years old. Each hand carved, gracefully worn and loved horse takes you up and down round and round, past carefully painted faded pictures, and glass light bulbs, a bit less shiny than in it's hey day, swinging along during the ride. The old timey orchestra music plays, and a bell rings to the winner who has had the luck of catching the brass ring. The kids are laughing, and I am grinning ear to ear. "I love this merry go round, I love my kids, I love this moment" It is in these little moments that I muster up more strength to brave my toddler's tantrums, change many poopy diapers, and endure sleepless nights. It is in these moments also that my heart screams out, I want more babies!!! My life is my children, there is nothing else that I ever want to be, but a mother.