Sometimes I get the very strong feeling that I'm not the only one totally in love with this little man-boy, Taj. I do everything I can to provide good, worthwhile experiences for him. I try to come up with quality ways to spend our days. Then there are the things that just seem to fall in our laps and are a perfect fit- even more amazing than I would have ever imagined.
There's a fundraiser for the Primary Childrens Hospital called "The Festival of Trees." People donate decorated trees that are auctioned off for the charity. This year Nana teamed up with cousin/niece/friend Emily Robins to do a "lego" themed tree. Taj has been put to work with an absolute dream job. This is better than Christmas... almost. Lately doors have been opening for us. We feel blessed and loved beyond what we deserve.
We flooded.
Again.
I'm pretty sure it's a theme of ours. A curse, even. Micah and I had our first flood right before moving into our first house 5 years ago. That was cleaned up and resolved and all but forgotten when this flood happened just after moving into the new house. Ugh. Luckily it was only one room and the carpet was salvageable. Micah and I are in no rush to buy or move again anytime soon :)