jake is special

If you noticed the last two posts featured the 2 daughters of the family and a unique talent they possess. 

Well...
If you ask Jake if there is anything unusual or unique about him that perhaps no one knows, he draws a blank. Especially if you are trying to get this information from him in a devious manner while texting:

"jake tell me something odd about you"

"huh?"

"just do what I said"

"why?"

"just do it"

"what are you talking about?"

"something that makes you special"

 (Not that I don't think that Jake is special; of course I do. But I am communicating in text and I am trying to be efficient in my wordage.)

"but why?"

At this point I am done with the texting. Apparently communicating such a request is too difficult for someone with my insufficient texting ability. So I try regular phone talk and end up with pretty much the same results. 

"But, WHY?"

This Jake, is WHY.  Although I can think of a thousand unique and wonderful things about you, (which I am sure I will write about at some point), I choose to take you at your word and tell the world just what it is that you think makes you special. 

Jake does not like fried chicken or orange soda. 

After some discussion amongst our family we discovered this: Wes is the only one who actually does like fried chicken or orange soda. I am confident he will grow out of such nonsense. And Jake, next time you had better take me srsly when I text 2 U.  ;)

Oh how the years go by

Seems just like yesterday:

                                                                           

Yet now...                                                      

What can I say? The years truly do fly by. If life is one eternal circle; will we circle back to the future? While I wouldn't want to relive pregnancy, I do envision living the best moments over. Wrapping them tight in their blankets, holding them close and kissing them over and over. The funny things they said that often made more sense than reality.  First steps, first words, first days of school,  I think I wished a lot their growing up years away and I want to grab it all back now and really savor it.  18 years is not long enough for each one of them to be all mine.  All I can hope for is that they will all want to move back in when they are finished with school. It is all part of my diabolical plan. Gosh, I love them.

(family photo by Lyndi Bone Photography; check out the link over there, on the right)

ps. will someone please tell me why this is underlined and how to get rid of it?

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