Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Flowers

Sometimes that eight year old boy of ours drives me nuts. He is a rough and tumble bundle of energy that never stops and can crush anything that gets in his way.

Then, other times, he becomes the sweetest little boy there ever was, and brings me beautiful bouquets of hand picked flowers.

Today was a combination of both of those elements.

I love you Connor. Thanks for being so remarkable.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Wonderful to see your updates again! Keep up the good work. Siobhan is a beauty just like her sister. I share your feelings about (our)lively boys; they can be so darn £0!xj! and even more lovable and caring...