Today, because it’s Friday and I am in a cheerful mood, I thought I would share with you, my blog friends, two of the most precious photos ever taken:
Meet my anniversary nephew.
With his mischievous older brudder.
If someone ripped out my heart with chopsticks and filleted it with a santoku knife and fried it up on one of those huge circular grills that they use to make volcanic onions, I don’t think it would cause even a tiny percentage of the heartache I feel at not being able to see these precious little boys every day of their lives.
And suddenly I’m not in such a good mood anymore.