To market to market to buy a fat pig...Home again, home again, Jeggety Jig.

God's Boys will be good boys!

I am used to you being home and going out and coming in and seeing you children. We are blessed and I hope that you never forget the mercy of God to make provision for you to go to camp. I dropped you off. We took you there, with sister. And now we come home and the house is quiet and empty. Can it be quiet and empty with all of these people still here? Does anyone even notice that I am missing from the house? I do. Mom has a hole in her heart for each of her children when they are off. God has comfort for mommy, but it is quiet in that spot, nevertheless.
Have a good time!