We Are The World

Dream Come True

For the past few days, I have been visiting with my grandchild, Peyton, rocking, kissing his smiling, sweet face, playing patty-cake and singing "You Are My Sunshine" and "The Itsy Bitsy Spider." I'm home now, counting the days for my next visit.

The itsy-bitsy spider
Climbed up the water spout
Down came the rain
And washed the spider out
Out came the sun
And dried up all the rain
And the itsy-bitsy spider
Climbed up the spout again

You Are My Sunshine
My only sunshine.
You make me happy
When skies are grey.
You'll never know, dear,
How much I love you.
Please don't take my sunshine away.

Peace And All Good,

Little Scribe

Dream Come True

My grandson, Peyton, our dream come true.
May the Lord bless you and keep you!

Peace and All Good,

Little Scribe

A Mother's Prayer to the Guardian Angels of her Children

I humbly salute you, O you faithful,
heavenly Friends of my children!
I give you heartfelt thanks
for all the love and goodness you show them.
At some future day I shall,
with thanks more worthy than I can now give,
repay your care for them,
and before the whole heavenly court
acknowledge their indebtedness
to your guidance and protection.
Continue to watch over them.
Provide for all their needs of body and soul.
Pray, likewise, for me, for my husband,
and my whole family,
that we may all one day rejoice in your blessed company.
Amen.