Kevman and Tater
I have been away from the Ranch Pen at Son #3’s house awaiting the arrival of grandson #5 who finally made his appearance. The new little man got a fine old Irish name meaning “man of prayer”, but we’ll call him Tater–as his other grandpa dubbed him–on the blog. He is as sweet as sugar pie and we love him to pieces. And we are ever so thankful to a loving God who knows us and forms us to His design in our mothers’ wombs.
As soon as life calms down a little we’ll delve into life in small town Oklahoma, an E coli outbreak, wild dog packs, and an important question from a grandson: “Can naked people jump on trampolines?”, but right now I’m real busy doing my Nana thing, so I’ll see y’all when I can.
Until next time, God bless all y’all and enjoy David Wesley singing Wonderful Merciful Savior.[youtube.com/watch?v=K6TdK2de79A]
*This artist doesn’t necessarily endorse my blog, I just love his music