I love my Mom and Dad. But I loved my brother more than anyone in the world.
This was the summer that my nephew really let me love him too.
He was so so beautiful. Sorry for the pictures of pictures...
Our pose for a gift for Mom and Dad.
I am almost certain he was singing oh suzanna while my brother played the harmonica.
This is great. My hippy phase. I love this picture.
This was Luke's first day of kindergarten. I was so proud that he let me hold his hand to the door. His Daddy walked him in. I know it sounds strange to say but he really was an amazing Dad. I remember so clearly sitting on the back porch at Mom and Dad's watching the two of them play and hoping that one day I would have a husband who loved my children as much as my brother loved his son.
I decided to start this blog as a way for our family and friends to join in our lives in a more personal and frequent way. I want to have a record of the big and little things that make our lives so rich. We are so blessed. Enjoy the blog, feel free to comment, and thanks for stopping by!
Laughing at his sister when she makes inappropriate noises!
Giving high fives.
Talking to the "baybee" in the mirror, saying "bite", sharing bites, cheetos, birthday cake, barking at the dog, chasing Mommy around the house, and being outside.
His stinky blankie, sucking his fingers, his "pork chop," and his car seat.
crying as I read this. thank you so so very much for sharing. the pictures are beautiful. so sad they are not here with us.
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