We decided to make cookies this afternoon.

Fishing?

is finally over.

Additions to the yard.

Ava

WE LOVE YOU!
WE LOVE YOU!
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WE LOVE YOU!
WE LOVE YOU!
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WE LOVE YOU!

thanks for all you do for me and my family!
hope you have a great day!
we'll bring cake when we come down later this week!
-J
(and the kids!)

We've been invited.

...then put them in a plastic container and make a pet out of them!

Even though we put in a lot of travel time, 30 hours in the car, we had a fun trip to Utah. Mom warned me about going over the Kaibab because we ran into a little weather but I thought it was warm enough that we would only run into some rain. It turned out to be a little more than rain.

We ran into all kinds of weather on our trip. We had dust so thick you couldn't hardly see. We had rain and snow and we had sunshine.

Can you believe it's been 14 years?

There is this poem that I used to listen to in an EFY song when I was in High School. Here are the words:

Their first touch at seventeen was in the park
And the moon was full
She was beautiful to him
And her hair was long and her eyes were blue
And her skin was warm
And she turned to him
And he thought he knew what love was

Another touch at twenty-two on their wedding night
And the stars were bright
She was beautiful to him
And her hair smelled sweet and her lips were full
And her skin was warm
And she turned to him
And he thought he knew what love was

And then again at twenty-five when the baby came
And the sun was high
She was beautiful to him
And her hair was damp and her fingers shook
And her skin was warm
And she turned to him
And he thought he knew what love was

Later on at fifty-four sitting on the porch
All the children gone
She was beautiful to him
And her hair was gray and her forehead lined
And her skin was warm
And she turned to him
And he thought he knew what love was

Their last touch at eighty-five was by her bed
And the moon was full
She was beautiful to him
And her hair was thin and her eyes were closed
And her skin was cold
And she turned to him
And he knew that he knew what love was

After sixty eight years of laughter and tears
He knew that he knew what love was.

That song pretty much explains my experience with Jacque (obviously we are in the middle of it). After each phase in our life I look at her and think that I'm pretty sure that I know what love is.... but then the next phase comes along and I love her even more and think that before I didn't really know what love was. She never ceases to amaze me. I know I've found my sole mate. And while 14 years seems like a lot compared to today's "standard", I know that we've only just begun.

I love you Jacque.

jared