Thursday, September 18, 2014

Beautiful Poem & Our Deepest Sympathy.....



We Are Often Let Down
By The Most Trusted
Person & Loved By The
Most Unexpected Ones …

Some Make Us Cry For
Things That We Haven’t
Done, While Some Other
Ignore All Our Faults Just
To See Our Smile …

Some Leave Us When We
Need Them The Most & Some
Stick Around To Us Even When
We Ask Them To Leave …

World Is A Mixture Of Such
People … We Just Need To
Know, Which Hand To Shake
& Which Hand To Hold … !!!

After All It Is Life …
~ shreya bhatt ~

 

To Sonya.....who lost her beloved husband due to illness....
You and your family are in our thoughts and prayers.  

Thursday, September 4, 2014

School Started Today.....

OMG....it is so quiet in the house......LOL....No One is running around the house yelling "NANA!!!!" nANA...NaNa.....NANA!!!!!   But truly the tears in Ryan's eyes when I had to leave him in his classroom.....Grabbed my heart so tight....I had to leave before I started tearing up as well.  There was a highlight for Ryan though this morning....once we walked to the school and we were waiting for them to open the school doors.....with the sunlight reflecting off her golden long hair comes our neighbors daughter.....my grandson's love of his life...for now :)  What a difference a blonde can make.....she is in first and he is in kindergarden.  He had no clue that she would be attending his school.....now he really can't wait to get home so that they can sit on their prospective porches and converse back and forth to each other about their day at school :)
 






Monday, September 1, 2014

"Happy Labor Day" to everyone!


"Labor's Songs"

From the mountain and the valley,
From the wayside and the glen,
From the street and from the alley,
Come the songs of working men.

Where the fire is brightly glowing,
By the furnace and the mold,
Where the lurid flame is flowing,
Labor's songs are sung and told.

Where the hammers ply the quiest,
And the anvil's notes resound,
Where the sparks are flying thickest,
There do labor's songs abound.

Where the husbandman is plowing,
Throwing up the yielding soil,
And the sower busy sowing
That which yields him bread for toil;

Where the sickle gleams so brightly,
As the reaper strides along;
Where the gleaners follow lightly,
There they chant the labor song.

Where the ponderous wheels are rushing,
In the mill so worn and old, —
Hark the songs of labor gushing
As are crushed the grains of gold.

Thus, from mountain and from valley,
From the wayside and the glen,
From busy street and crowded alley,
Come the songs of working men & women.

 

Saturday, August 2, 2014

So adorable :)

Ryan had to get glasses this year these are only half of the prescription he is supposed to have....he gets the whole prescription in a month or so so that he can get used to them...God Bless him... and then soon off to Kindergarten in September...Slow down time....slow down!!!!
Well we also went and had a new haircut as well...
Isn't he just so handsome :)




Monday, July 28, 2014

Happy Birthday Lil Chris.....




Hope you had a really great birthday party.....Hope this year turns out to be your best so far!!!! Love Always, Nana, Grandpa, Ryan and Morgan :)