Friday, March 22, 2013

When Airplanes Fly By

We live surrounded by fields. Which is great for little boys who love 2 things- airplanes and tractors. As we were enjoying "quiet" time yesterday, a crop duster came flying by. And that was it. For 30 minutes there were squeals of joy and shouts of happiness (from all four of them but the older 3 will never admit that). It was 30 minutes of pure joy. I pray that my boys never lose that sense of joy that they feel watching an airplane fly around the fields and "buzzing" them because they are in the yard watching. I enjoy watching their joy. I am the mom of boys.

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