The Porch

Though it may reach 90-95 degrees throughout our Alabama August, it doesn't seem to phase our little man. In fact, if ever a tear begins to show, a yelp, an overtired cry, or just a pleasant evening breeze beckons, we can expect Samuel to calm down and almost certainly drift into dreamland on our front porch. We have a wonderfully spacious "social gathering" that holds 4 rocking chairs, room for 4+, and almost always we can expect 2 dogs to worm their way under an unsuspecting hand. Poppi and Nana came for a visit yesterday and as soon as they arrived Samuel decided to exercise his lungs so you guessed it...we migrated to the white wicker rockers. I haven't been able to talk my Dad(Poppi) into changing a dirty diaper yet, but he certainly didn't mind cuddling with his grandson and rocking him to sleep!