Liza

We had a change of plans when D got very sick right before we got to the airport to fly back to Houston. He is feeling much better now and we decided to stay a few more weeks. It has warmed up here and feels like spring. I love spring.

Dawson LOVES my Dad's old mule Liza. He begs to go our and see her, feed her or ride her.

for some reason he calls riding her "inka" I have no idea why.

yee-haw

Dawson begged and begged to keep riding. He went until Grandpa, Grandma and Liza were tired.

the end