My father used to play with my brother and me in the yard.
Mother would come out and say, "You're tearing up the grass."
"We're not raising grass," Dad would reply.
"We're raising boys."
-Harmon Killebrew
Oh these boys! They are so happy to have their daddy home to chase them around.
I tried to be a good mommy, the best mommy I could be.
But I will never fill their daddy's shoes.
He loves them & gives them just what they need.
He didn't tell me how to live; he lived, and let me watch him do it.
-Clarence Budington Kelland
