…that did it for me. If you were to open up my high school year book, in my senior blurb under “likes” is listed small details that make a big difference. Not much has changed since then. I still find myself reveling in the seemingly smallest of small blessings that to me are the biggest treasures.

For instance – 5:3o pm. Might be one of my favorite times of day. I pull into my driveway and more than likely see 2 white, fuzzy faces expectantly looking out at me. I know that in less than a minute, I’ll be greeted by them – and my Sam’s welcoming embrace. Things like this are what makes the house a home.

So we just got our DirectTV back after a couple months of going without TV…  here one of the things we started doing late at night at Mikey’s expense… he has way too much energy.

It’s true – among many other visitors Easter week we had two very big domestic turkeys sauntering through our front yard. Ashley was locked the door because being paralyzed by her fear of birds. Sam’s inclination to chase live food items made him run around trying to catch a turkey to eat. And Mikey always assumes that every creature is a fun-loving puppy to play with.

Turkey makes Mikey the Dog very tired… yes… this is Mikey looking sleepy… you should see him when he looks awake.