When something wonderful in my life happens I tend to take a mental photograph so that I can have it forever etched in my mind. Like, the evening my husband proposed to me, I will always remember that cold March sun fading into the evening behind leafless trees. Or the moment I first glimpsed the Rocky Mountains way, way in the distance from the dashboard window. Or, the first time I was able to see my tiny nephew held up to me from behind the nursery glass.
Everett Ryan was born 2 weeks early on February 26th on a blustery winter evening. He came home the following Monday and is the center of his proud mama and daddys’ world. He is just a ‘peanut’ and I am loving watching him grow. Here is the new addition to our JEM blog:
