Flaming June's Love

My handsome boy My crying really pissed off boy when daddy left Allie with black under her eyes from the game during the day with the boy outside at about 9pm thats how much snow there is, it looks like daytime doesnt it?

This is such a strange spring. I was so intent on the flowers scratching their way through the dirt and taking a look around that I forgot about the potential of a friggin foot of snow!!!!! My daffodils and crocus's and joquils have light green stalks in the front of the house. Or had anyway. Now they are all covered with snow. It really shouldnt take too long to melt I dont think. The sun at the moment is shining and hopefully simmering away the snow. Hubby went out last night to the friendly sons of Ireland dinner. Just a quickie for those who dont know our last name ends in SKI! Are WE Irish.? hmm... I am my children are. Andy has some but are we officially I dont think so. My girls are Bailey's, yup first hubby was and remains Irish. My heritage is English, welsh and Irish. Jack is a mutt. I am calling him that with a smile on my face and love in my heart though!!! My dear friend Maryellen was 100% Irish. It was a tradition tog o to her house every ST pattie...

IF YOU KNOW ANDY YOU KNOW HOW HYSTERICAL THIS PIC IS OF JACK ON THE COMPUTER, NAKED, INTENSE. JACKS FIRST HAIRCUT AND HIS FIRST LOLLIPOP ALLIE AND JACK I LOVE THIS PIC WITH THE EYEBALLS.. All I can say is the f'ing show is a killer. I jut laughed my head off. The show was pretty good throughout but the end with Izzy and George Just shoot me. How many people have slept with their best friend and only to kick themselves later. The look on her face is priceless. I laughed really hard. Now I may not have the same experience exactly but I have done and said things that I shouldnt have when I was under the influence. Then again some of my greatest memories are those times. Nothing more to say on that topic. I am now watching the new show October road. Looks cute Ill write again tomorrow.

Jack woke up last night around 12 midnight. He was just awake barely but I heard him rambling and talking to himself so I went in.. There he was sitting in his bed holding his silky blanket (One from my girls that accidently got dyed pink in my washing escapades..) and just sitting and chatting. No specific words just chatter. Andy was in there with me and we both just eminated light, love, and amazement at the boy we brought into this world. My husband is so tender for such a big man. He tells our son how much he loves him daily. There was a new spectacle of beauty in Andy's eyes the day Jack was born. So I found Jacks binky as Andy held and rocked Jack. Jacks hands holding Daddys fingers and touching Daddys face. Jack got back into the bed and I laid down with him. He fits perfectly in my arms and backs up against me and falls asleep in moments. The smell of him, the sound of sleep of a child. sort of sweaty warm, sweet smell. tinged with milk and peanut butter from...