Ella's Birthday

She would have been two. Probably running around like crazy. Maybe even talking up a storm. Loving on her baby brother. Learning, growing, trying my patience.


We bought her new flowers. We gathered at her grave. They sung Happy Birthday (I couldn't bring myself to join in.)

They released balloons.

I hugged my boy.

Still a hard day, but a day filled with gratitude. And even some smiles.

I love my family!

Here's my dad tying a pink balloon to her gravestone.

Everyone came to show their support. I am so grateful for them.

(from left to right) Bret, his sister and mom, Little Bub and Me, my dad, and my nephews L and C. Little C brought his bubble blower to blow bubbles for Ella.

Isn't that the coolest thing?

Getting ready to release the balloons.

And off they fly!

Cute Little Bub and Grandpa.

 My mom holding Little Bub, Me photobombing the picture, and my sister holding her baby E.

Thanks for the pictures, Mom.

Little Bub and Rice Cereal

A few days after Christmas, we gave him his first taste of rice cereal, mixed with breastmilk. 

He did pretty good!

 "What's Mom doing and why is Dad taking a picture?"

"Um... okay. I guess this stuff ain't too bad."

"What? Do I have something on my face?"

 "P.S. I'm way too stinkin cute for words."

"CHOMP! Yum."

Oh those cheeks. Those cheeks!!

Our next attempt at solid food will be vegetables. But probably not for a few more weeks. Rice cereal's on the docket till then.