Today, tax day, 7 years ago.
Noah and I sat on a hill in Deming Park, Terre Haute, Indiana.
We were overlooking our favorite disc golf course.
And eating Jimmy John's sandwhiches.
Pre-kid ideal picnic.
Who needs a basket and P B & Js when you can bring it all in a white bag that says,
"Subs so fast you'll freak"?
I told him I was pregnant.
We cried. (probably him, not me :)
7 years later.
Blogging in my pjs (I know, I know- but it has been a long week)
Listening to 4 kids play around the house.
Turning 30 in a couple of months is on my mind.
There have been many laughs these last 7 years.
And many tears.
And I am sure there will be more.
Happy Fatherhood Anniversary, Noah! I hope I can celebrate many more with you!