I still find it strange to have a little one crawling around discovering this world around him. It’s inspiring.
Right on schedule. I would rather be awoken in the middle of the night by one of my own then sleep in by myself.
He speaks with a still small voice. Until He has to hit you over the head.
I’ll never see this house the way they see it. Makes me sad.
I’ll get back into the swing of things one day.
I didn’t realize how long I was gone.
This weekend felt like a gift. A gift we all needed. Today was the bow on top.
We need the warm to appreciate the cool.