Whenever I Touch a Velvet Rose (which is actually quite often)

Yesterday in church, the primary children sang a Mother's Day favorite--you know, the one that goes "whenever I hear the song of bird or look at the blue, blue sky. . . . whenever I feel the rain on my face or the wind as it rushes by." I was sitting next to my mom and she cried. Someday, when I'm all grown up, I hope I have a daughter who loves me as much as I love her.

For one of the sweetest messages on motherhood I've ever read, pay the Lady Loveless a visit today.

A Message From our Sponsor

The Mayor and his wife are the proud sponsors of a calf. Apparently, part of the responsibility of the sponsor is to oversee an evening of feeding and cleaning. The Mayor's wife, who is becoming a better texter than her children, sends me this message "we are out with the calves. your dad is in charge. all the kids are cleaning and feeding." Let me get this straight--MY parents are out with the calves--which is humorous in and over itself. The Mayor is in charge of the evening's activities and he has delegated the work to children. Yep, that sounds about right. That's one lucky calf!