“Easter. The only time it's okay to put all of your eggs in one basket!” ― Author Unknown

Elijah

Shelby

Knox

Shelby, Elijah, Knox

Shelby, Elijah, Jerry, and Holly

Kelly and Knox

Happy Easter from the Ranft/Myers/Kimbrough Families!

Sweet Easter Peeps ~ hamming it up

Sarah and Julia shared their beautiful Easter eggs with everyone

Knox ~ found his prize egg first

Elijah~ second to find his prize egg

Shelby ~ third to find hers 

Julia ~ fourth to find her egg

Sarah ~ found it ~ last but never least ~ V for Victory

Neil hid them well as usual

“The gifts of the Master are these: freedom, life, hope, new direction, transformation, and intimacy with God. If the cross was the end of the story, we would have no hope. But the cross isn't the end. Jesus didn't escape from death; he conquered it and opened the way to heaven for all who will dare to believe. The truth of this moment, if we let it sweep over us, is stunning. It means Jesus really is who he claimed to be, we are really as lost as he said we are, and he really is the only way for us to intimately and spiritually connect with God again.” 
― Steven James, Story

SPRING TRAINING

 Grandson Knox will be playing Pee Wee T Ball this season, his first time on the diamond. Practice starts next week. 

 Grandpa gave him some batting lessons this afternoon. It's important to have the right stance.

 Grandson Elijah gave his cousin Knox pointers on how to hold the bat. Elijah is an old pro, playing since he was about five.

 Line those feet up next to the plate and angle your body just so

 Swing straight and not down

 I think he's got it! Knox says when he plays, he'll hit a home run. Can't wait to see it.

 Grandpa gave Elijah some pitching tips ~ he should have played in the major leagues (or maybe kid's pitch?)

Happy dancing because it's almost spring and they'll be out on the ball field soon.

Happy TGIF, everyone! Happy Dance!

March brings breezes loud and shrill, Stirs the dancing daffodil. ~Sara Coleridge ~1834

March, when days are getting long,

Let thy growing hours be strong

To set right some wintry wrong.

~Caroline May, 1887

Spring is coming!