Friday the 13th...

Although Friday the 13th is supposed to be a scary day... for the past four years, it's been a special day for me. Friday, May 13th, 2005 was my first date with this boy... who is now my husband. This picture was taken on our first date. Look how young we look! I loved him then... and I love him much more now... I am blessed to be his wife.

I also have a funny little man story to tell you. Last night, (or I guess technically this morning), at about 3:30, he started crying. Now let me tell you, I have no idea whether or not I ever put him in his bed last night. I don't remember going to get him, so I may have fallen asleep before he did, and he stayed in our bed. I honestly have no idea. But anyhow... he started crying. I could hear him, but I couldn't find him. I started panicking a little bit. I was feeling around everywhere... and I grabbed Justin to wake him up. About that time I started laughing out loud. I saw this huge lump sticking up from the covers. Jaxon had somehow wiggled down under the covers and was stuck. It was hilarious because he was freaking out! Oh me, I really need to be more alert at night! ha ha...