The hustle and bustle of dinner ...

...and all it's calamities have ended. The children are gearing down to a cuddle and (ideally) a calm time for family devotions. I found myself while waiting for a toothbrush free bathroom, reading a fellow bloggers blog. This fellow blogger is close to my heart and will remain nameless however I did want to say....it was when I was reading his thoughts for the day that I found myself fondly remembering the last time he and his now wife were sitting with David and I in our living room. It does not feel like it was years ago, but according to his account of his life now with his wife and now three lovely children, apparently a great deal of time has passed. How can that be? How can it be that in my mind it is so clear that it must have been in the recent past? I can hear his deep and sincere hearty laugh filling our living room at the hilarity of the dialog he was having with a talking doll that our daughter had left in the living room. We were nearly dying of laughter as he had this whole world set up in that moment with that silly doll. I don't remember ever thinking a talking doll was so funny before that day! I never felt the same about that doll again. I also never felt the same about my dear cousin (fellow blogger). So for what it's worth, should you manage to catch this...Time goes by too fast, but it's the memories we fill it with that matter the most and I am grateful for the ones we have with you.... I love you buddy!