My heart goes pitta pat, pitta pat

I know that I have mentioned how close I am to my family, but I probably haven't mentioned how close I live to them. Richard and I built a house on the lot behind my mom and dad's and I wouldn't have it any other way. The sound of my mom hollering "supper is ready" causes us all to start running up the hill.

I was sitting on my back porch yesterday enjoying some quiet time and watching Gavin tell my dad a big story about the cows in the field beside us. Just the sight of the two of them sitting there makes my heart melt. My kids absolutely adore their papaw and I completely understand because he has always had me in the palm of his hand too...daddy's girl! Just ask my brother...mama's boy!

Dad is working on the porch and Gavin prepared for the saw by covering his ears.