Come here baby, let me get this flour off me. Climb right on up here, winter's can be hard, no doubt, and sometime it sho seems life spring is never gonna stick its head outta the ground. We just have to hang in there and give it our best, even on those hardest of days, find somethin to be thankful for, even if it's fer having flour all over ya after gettin a Momma hug!! lol

Mmmm...yep, you jest get right on up here and sit right here, forget about that ole hard winter. Jest hum and let that breeze push this ole swing, close yer eyes, think of a better time, shush now, rest, Momma will watch out fer the JMiller's of this world fer a minute or two, you jest take it easy, slow, feel that sway of the swing, listen to that soft creak, its singing to you child, jest rest, rest, close them eyes...that's right...rest easy, easy now...