Fathers and Sons

My husband; Their Dad.

As I lowered my foot onto the running board of the truck, I noticed a 3.5-foot blond waiting below with his hand outstretched toward mine. Can I give you a hand, Mommy?” he politely asked. I looked at his father; that’s where he learned it. I watch that same boy dart around the house in a Batman

Healed

I know it’s “Wordless Wednesday,” and I’m not supposed to say anything. But, since this is my first one, I decided I better tell you exactly what “Wordless Wednesday” is. This is my day to tell a story with only pictures. There will be no descriptions (other than the title); but if you