Everything's about his Daddy...

sorry for the horrible quality of this photo...too cute to pass up though...

I've been noticing lately with Max when reading books, driving in the car, watching tv, at the park....He's always talking about Daddy's. If its a little boy who's sad at the park, he's missing his Daddy. If a dolphin is swimming in the water alone on tv, he's lost his Daddy and is sad. If there is a big dinosaur and a little dinosaur in the book, it's always the baby and his Daddy (NOT the Mommy). and again today while walking home from school, the little pumpkins on the porch are sad and missing their Daddy.

It's pretty sweet and I'm all for it...

a little boy and his Daddy.

Denver Girls Weekend....

These ladies are 4th on my list of life's greatest blessings.

(Jeff, my sons, my family are 1.2.3 in case you wondered)

To be ourselves together with flaws, outspoken minds, baby fat, and colon issues (We're getting old!) and yet still LOVE being together.

I feel the weight of being apart on a daily basis...wishing we could have that cup of coffee together more often than once or twice a year. And still we feel so loved, accepted and with Ann's never ending stories, LOTS of laughs around the edges whenever we are together.

19 years and counting....