A little story:

27 years ago today was the happiest day of my life. I wasn't aware of it at the time, but somewhere in the wind-swept tumbleweed capital of the world (Amarillo), an adorable, little surprise baby was born into the Republic of Texas. By all accounts, she was the youngest but feistiest child of seven. After going through a slightly rebellious phase in here early teenage years (ask her about the girl on the bus) she blossomed into a kind and caring friend to nearly everyone she meets. She loves to help others and is always ready to help you laugh when you're happy, cry when you're not, or a little of both.

Now, 27 years later, she's busy teaching her own feisty daughter how to navigate the world, and she's doing a terrific job. Soon she'll be doing the same for our little boy too, and I'm so thankful she's our family's mom.

So, to my fun, beautiful, amazing wife, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! I love you.

- Husband.

I am His favorite!!!!

Although, it pains me to tell you all this, I know that I am Heavenly Father's favorite!! After spending the day with my adorably fun, cute and playful Sophia, I know it has to be true. I am so blessed to be her mom and to get to feel her adorable hugs everyday! Thank you HF for the best little buddy I could have ever asked for. :)

Baby books...

So, is it just me or does the ever so nagging "baby book" loom over your heads, too? I love them and I think they will be priceless years down the road. However, I cannot get caught up and then the guilt of not being caught up just plagues at me. I will hopefully make a dent in Sophia's today. Wish me luck!!! (Sigh)