The rocking horse, and the chef....

Me and "Rocky"

When I was born, my dad who loved carpentry, made me a rocking horse.  My parents said that I loved it and subsequently my sisters used it too.  I don't know whatever happened to it.  My mother probably sold it at a long forgotten garage sale. 

 When my children were born, my dad decided to make the grandchildren one like the original.  This was it.  It, too, was well used through three children, then I put it in the attic till one day I would have grandchildren. 

I got it out the other day for Bryden,..it's a bit dull and could use sprucing up, but it still works and still brings joy....
 as this little one rides away in the sunset waving good-bye!

Bryden and mother Chelsea

On another note, he has learned the appliances in our house and this is his favorite...the popcorn maker!

He doesn't talk much but you sure know what he wants!!

He's only 16 months old, but he's a man that makes up his mind quickly, decisively and has a "can-do" spirit!

He likes to help in the kitchen too...here helping make barbecue sauce. Tasting is his favorite thing! Then he says....mmmmm!

 And here he is at breakfast whisking eggs...I think he's going to be another Emeril!! (Bam!  alright!!)

And when it's all over...we ALL need a bath!!!! lol