Day Thirteen: Favorite Memory
Like my Mrs. said on her site, I think our wedding day is my favorite memory. I was absolutely convinced before we met that I was gonna spend life as a reluctant bachelor. She opened my eyes, in more ways than one, and I appreciate how lucky I am to love her, and to be loved by her.
A few other favorite memories involve my kids, of course:
~ The night of my daughter's birth, as I held her and looked out the window to see snow falling.
~ The first time my oldest son gave me a card that said "Dad".
~ My youngest clinging to me as a toddler, sucking his thumb and holding my neck.
Enjoy their youth. It may not always be easy, but it goes by really fast.