Spring Fun

At Zoe's Fancy Nancy Birthday Party....Isn't Payslie fancy?!?!

With the end of the school year in sight...we are gearing up for some fun in the sun here at our house. In the past week, Brylie has learned to ride a BIG bicycle, Landry is still doing awesome in his baseball efforts and learning how to ride his new bike as well, and Ms. Payslie is now trying to walk....using Landry and his baseball gear as her "training wheels". Here are a few pictures!

And now for the new found form of transportation......who needs a walker when you have a Bubba?

What the Walls have been up to!

Stopping to smell the roses!

Helping Daddy cook supper!

T-ball EVERY Tuesday and Thursday!

Teacher of the Year banquet even after having the stomach bug at our house for the previous 6 days!

We're back!!!

So what if it has been a mere 18 months since I last logged onto the Walls family blog! Alot has happened over the past 18 months! Not only is our puppy no longer a puppy, but we have another family addition...Payslie Christian Walls. In the days to come I hope to be MUCH better about blogging our crazy days here at our house! Love to all! Christi

Puppy Love

More details later!:>)

Blog #4: Father's Day

Happy Father's Day to the two best dads I know...Dad(Opa) and Bobby! I was extra blessed to get to spend the day with these two very special men. I know we don't tell you nearly enough, but thanks for all you do.....I hope you had a great day! Since Charla was in town, she helped make the day extra special by debuting a song to Dad that she and Clay wrote this week. (I tried to download the video, but couldn't get it to work.....I will try again in a little while) I have included the lyrics, because I wasn't sure how the sound was going to be! Oh yeah....for those of you who know my mom and dad...you may need a tissue! Love you Dad and Bobby....Happy Father's Day!

Sing To Me
©2008 Corn/Corn

The sun hangs low in the west Texas sky
In the distance I hear cattle low
This dusty old street is hot to my feet
As I watch the wind as it blows

And it just keeps blowing as it has for years
But today it welcomes me home
Carrying music and laughter and tears
Telling me I'm not alone

Through the front door I can see dad's precious face
Smiling as I let myself in
The years have been kinder to this sacred place
Than they have to his weathered old skin

And the low hanging sun pours through the room
As I sit down and I start to play
With dad sitting there in his ancient green chair
From somewhere I hear momma say

Sing, Sing to me
Sing to me
Sing me a song about what used to be
Sing me a song about Jesus and love
A song about hope and heaven above
It doesn't have to be
More than a melody
I just want you to Sing to me

I played and I played for hours on end
Just like when I was a kid
I was gonna go far with this old guitar
And God knows that I never did

Momma's been gone for two years on
And dad looks like he's on his way
As the hours roll on to the sweet by and by
I hear somebody once again say

CHORUS