Trevin is three months old today. He is such a happy baby. I can hold him for hours and listen to the stories he tells me. I told him they are the same stories his Dad and his older brother told me, but I love to hear them again.
My gratitude today is twofold - my flowers from the garden and since I have them displayed in cowboy boots my less than talented flower arranging looks intentional. After all cowboy boots cry out for the rustic look, right?
Do you know what this is? If you grew up in a farming family, you probably do.
Bag Balm's intended use was for cows' udders. But my family also used it for chapped hands, skinned knees, rashes, any kind of scrap. Like the family in My Big Fat Greek Wedding reached for the Windex, my family went for the Bag Balm.
Not too long ago, Kaiden scrapped his knee. I offered to kiss it to make it better, but he said he needed medicine and went into the bathroom to get the Bag Balm. Another generation convinced of its powers.
It still comes in the same container from my childhood and is still made in the USA!