Warm Fuzzies

Today was Ammon's last day of first grade. I was cleaning out his backpack and stumbled across his writing journal. I asked if I could read the stories and was given permission to do so. There was the usual story about Spider-man, Batman, Power Rangers and even a story about baking cookies (which sounded delicious by the way). I was surprised to see a story about making pirate quilts. It was actually an instructional or tutorial type thing. He gave a materials list, which consisted of only fabric and colored markers, and then a few steps, which, in a nutshell, were cut the fabric, color on it with markers, have your mom sew it and then put it in your bed. If only quilting were that easy! I guess I have to finish those pirate quilts soon...they are half way there, or maybe a third done is a more honest estimation. At any rate I was tickled to see that Ammon wrote about making pirate quilts and that it meant that much to him. As I have said before, and I will say it at least one hundred more times, I love that kid. He is SO great!

I must be off now, my other fabulous boy, Eli the giraffe fan, is telling me to type "the end." I love my little red haired stinker. So, here it is...the end.