My boy is still a little boy. He was thrilled with his new pet dove which is the very essence of peace and tranquility. He's a very gentle caregiver for all his fowl (as well as for his pet tarantula and pet rabbit.)
Happy Birthday, Boy!

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
"For by Him were all things created, that are in heaven, and that are in earth, visible and invisible, whether they be thrones, or dominions, or principalities, or powers: all things were created by Him, and for Him"
3 comments:
This isn't your youngest boy, is it? I always think of him as being three years old. He can't possibly be eleven!
LOL! He WAS indeed three years old once! Yep, he's the baby.
Happy Birthday! Our boys were just "babies" last time I saw him. Remember how he got stung by the bee? He was SO brave!!
Kristi
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