Otherwise Known As

I love how my kiddos have certain nicknames for us. Nathan seriously loves his daddy--those two are tight. Whoever talked about a "momma's boy" never lived in my house! I had to make this layout to record it all. Nathan calls Steve his Big Fella. What's the story behind that?--read on...

Journaling: There's a scene in the movies Cars where Lightening tries to get the fire truck's attention. He calls out, "Hey, Big Fella" in a kind and friendly manner. The next thing we knew, you were calling Daddy that. Whenever I ask you why you love Daddy, you reply, "Because he's my Big Fella." It is so sweet!

I can't tell you how many times this week that Jason's mom, Aunt Nancy, reminded me to hold onto my two kiddos--to hold tight. I am taking that advice because you never know what will happen. So extra snuggles at night, lots of kisses, more patience to deal with things when it is nutso in here. Now that all of the services are over, it is time to start healing. For us, I think that means cherishing what we have even more than we already did.

By the way, Ella calls me her "big fella" too--she doesn't quite get it. LOL...I will have to work on that!