Chloe and Little Tim

A few months ago Chloe learned a little song at school. It goes like this:

I Had A Little Turtle

I had a little turtle, its name was little Tim.
I put him in the bathtub, to see if he could swim.
He drank up all the water and he ate up all the soap.
He had so many bubbles in the back of his throat.

Bubble, Bubble, Bubble, Pop.

Today she went walking around the lake with her dad and when she came home you could hear her long before you could see her. She was so excited with what she had found by the lake.



She said look Poppy, we found Little Tim. I was surprised to see a turtle in her hand since she is always so particular about being clean. She said i meed something to put him in.



She exclaimed that Tim need, food, water and something to put him in. She said, "Poppy can he really eat bubbles." I told her that. "That is only in the song."



While grandmother went to find something to put Little Tim in, Chloe and her Dad (David) put it on the mat to watch it walk.



Grandmother found a Wet Wipe container that would work well for a home and David (daddy) helped Chloe get Little Tim's home ready.



A little bit of loving before putting Little Tim into his new home.



It looks like for now he is enjoying his little home.

P.S.

We have had Little Tim now for about three weeks and Grandmother suggested that maybe Little Tim might want to go back into the lake with the other turtles. Chloe's reply was, "Grandmother, she was out of the water because the lake was so big and he was scared of all that water and he wants me to be his friend and take care of him. So as for now we are still caring for her little friend.

Bet You Can't Guess Who Just Called Me?

It is my Daddy.

Walking The Path

Oh God please help my weary feet
The path is stoney and sometimes steep

Oh help me thy path to keep when
stones lay there that bruise my feet.

When holes are there, I do not see
Take my hand, I'll walk with THEE.

When mud is there, I can't cross through,
Hold tight my hand, Thy Will I'll do.

Show me thy love when alone I must go.
To others Thy love I must always show.

When the days seem weary and the path so long
Help me to sing Thee a Heavenly song.

When the down hill is slippery and the hills are so steep
Always oh always Thy Way must I keep.

The distance to Heaven is walked here from earth
God's there to guide us ore all kinds of turf

Some walk by others,yet some walk alone
Be true in your walk to reach the Heavenly Dawn.

God holds the prize for you and for me, walk on my
dear ones Thy Face you will see.

By Lucy W. Hagy

Cabin Fever

Chloe was tired of playing in the house because of it having rained and it had been to cold to go outside. She was having Cabin Fever from being inside to much. She told Grandmother that the sun was shinning and she wanted to go outside to play. Grandmother said, that even though it was sunny, it was still cold outside and she wouldn't want to stay outside in the cold. She proceeded to get Chloe ready to go outside so she could check it out for herself.



When she got outside she told her grandmother that the sun felt great and she proceeded to play. After a few minutes she started to get cold and asked could she go back inside where it was warmer.



I think she had to see and feel it to believe it for herself.

Memories

David as a teenage riding his favorite horse "Blackjack."


Once he learned to ride, it was a if he was born to ride.


David, riding the fence like he was riding his horse.


David, when he was about six. Where have all of the years gone? Its hard to think that he will be thirty this year.


This is my third grade class picture.


In this picture I'm between four and five.


On a visit to Cherokee NC my dad and I rode the chair lift.


We loved to visit with Juanita and Stirling and family when they lived in Cleveland. Here is a picture of Debby and Juanita sitting on the hearth in their LR..

When You Think You Can

If you think you are beaten, you are:
If you think you dare not you don't
If you'd like to win, but think you can't
It's almost a cinch you won't
If you think you lose, you're lost
For out in the world we find
Success begins with a fellow's will
It's all in the state of mind.

If you think you're outclassed, you are:
You've got to think high to rise.
You've got to hustle before
You can ever win a prize.
Life's battles don't always go
To the stronger or faster man:
But soon or late the man who wins
Is the man who thinks he can.

Anonymous

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