Gentle Sir Philip Sidney, thou knew'st what belong'd to a scholler; thou knew'st what pains, what toil, what travail conduct to perfection.
1.17.2010
Keep your eye on the little one
. . . or he'll get into stuff.
and we're going to have another one; imagine that.
1 comment:
Dad
said...
I figure this is flour or something like that. What a hoot! I know this brings challenges and hope he will soon be a little more predictable - although I doubt it. Just know that we pray for you and Weslee every day for strength, patience and a barrel full of laughs and joy every day as you pass through these waters.
"I am grown at length to see into the vanity of the world more than ever I did, and now I condemn myself for nothing so much as playing the dolt in print . . . . There is nothing that if a man list he may not wrest or pervert. I cannot forbid any to think villainously, Sed caveat emptor, let the interpreter beware; for none ever heard me make allegories of an idle text."
1 comment:
I figure this is flour or something like that. What a hoot! I know this brings challenges and hope he will soon be a little more predictable - although I doubt it. Just know that we pray for you and Weslee every day for strength, patience and a barrel full of laughs and joy every day as you
pass through these waters.
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