August 22, 2013 § 1 Comment
In a blink.
And the other night while I washed dinner dishes and you held our sleeping son, you softly said, “I love our life.”
Honey, I have to agree.
There is no one else I would rather laugh/cook/drive/walk/eat/clean/sit/watch FNL/dance/organize/camp/joke/hold hands/build a home/raise a baby with.