What a mess!

Jake, we always said you were a "mess", well we meant that in more ways than one! You loved to eat, but equally as much, you loved to make a mess!  Oh, how Mom misses these days sometimes!  I'm having so much fun going through all of our pics to use in this blog.  I wish the day of the digital cameras would have been a decade earlier.  Sure would have made it easier on me!

Nothing like a Popsicle on a hot day!

This stuff is really good!
What is it, by the way?

I thought you said this was good for my skin too!

From Tricycles to Bicycles

From little baby bottles to big boy cups,

From tricycles to bicycles, I've watched you grow up.

I savored your laugh, and answered your cries,

I saw your love deep down in your eyes.

I cherished the squeals of earnest delight,

I'll never forget when you slept thru the night.

I taught you to walk, then chased you around,

Picked up the pieces whenever you fell down.

I fixed up bruised knees, and kissed away tears,

Made sure you felt loved, and chased away fears.

Every day I watched you growing taller and taller,

The time you let me hold you grew smaller and smaller.

From baby bottles to big boy cups,

From tricycles to bicycles, I've watched you grow up.

I hope I've done you right by the things that I have done,

Because I couldn't ask God for a more wonderful son!

I love you Jacob Walker Rhone!