Sweet Sweet Cheering. . .

After dinner I mowed the grass. As I pushed the heavy, loud mower around Grace stood on the back step with a pair of panties in each hand, jumping around and waving her arms yelling "GO MAMA GO! GO MAMA GO!" Obie stood next to her smiling. Every once in a while I would stop, wave my arms around and yell "YEA!" The crowd went crazy. . .well crazier. It was great. I can't wait to mow again.