Dirt

William LOVES dirt. He has loved dirt since he was a little baby. He would dig holes in the dirt all day long, if he could. When he is all grown-up, I will always think of William as a young fresh-faced child -- my beautiful boy. The image of his thick, floppy, straw-colored hair, his little brown boots, and his dirt-covered hands will always be in my mind -- no matter how much he changes when he becomes a man. He is such a fun boy. I sure do love him . . . even when he leaves muddy footprints on the kitchen floor.