As Andrea says, “There is trouble right here in Travis City”!  I love her misquote of the Music Man :)  But as you can see, there is trouble and it starts with M!

Yesterday, Megan could not go up the ladder by herself.  Look what a good night’s sleep did for her!


The Crocuses are out!

In blue and yellow from its grave
Springs up the crocus fair,
And God shall raise those bright blue eyes,
Those sunny waves of hair.
Not for a fading summer’s morn,
Not for a fleeting hour,
But for an endless age of bliss,
Shall rise our heart’s dear flower

The Crocus (last stanza) by Harriet Beecher Stowe