The Star Of The Show

There is nothing quite like knowing someone else loves your child. It's more than nice or sweet or reassuring, it's somehow a powerful affirmation of everything that is good and kind. My sister, Emily, arrived today, there were suddenly four of us watching, admiring and laughing at a certain dramatic little three month-old. He could go from laughing to complete fury in a matter of minutes. I'd like to attribute it to travel and his uncertainty in a new place, but...who am I kidding. He's my son. Moods will abound.

Other than an outing to Staggering Ox, the day was spent discussing books, movies, food, parenting, memories, our callings and nuggets like what eternity might be like. You know...just some chit chat.




Love this picture of my mom and Emily reading the same book. I read it the next day after they were both finished.

I was also told that Daniel is much smaller than he appears on the blog so maybe the above picture will help return him to his actual size. Not a very action packed day but one that takes its rightful spot in the blessed column.