95 and counting

This sweet lady that I am privileged to call Grandma turned 95 years old last week.

So we had a party/lunch at Archibald's.

It was so fun to be with family and to see just part of what started with two people.

It got a little crazy with all the small children there, but not terrible. 

And I thought Sam did surprisingly well. (Travis did have him most of the time though...)

I love my family.  And Grandma Stradley is such an example of faith, love and endurance.

In other news, Sam celebrated his first St. Patrick's day...

which just meant he wore green that day.

This photo below makes it look like he loves his new walker toy, but in reality

he only plays with it a couple times a day and he doesn't know how to turn,

so when he hits a dead end he's finished.  It's still cute to watch him

walk independent of us.

And, we did some yardwork this week, which Sam decided to try and undo by taking

the weeds OUT of the bucket after we put them IN.