Spaceweather.com I just woke up from the most amazing dream about Tristan. It felt so real that I was literally dumbfounded when I woke up. Yet it feels like it happened, somehow in the ether, if that’s even possible. Maybe it happened on another timeline, maybe we were both thinking about each other in this

On Children (by Kahlil Gibran) Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

Today you’re 10! 120 months old, 3652 days old, 315535082 seconds and counting old. I cant even imagine how much you’ve grown since the last time I held you. It’s been 2 whole years already, and it feels as long as every day that has passed. But I never stop thinking of you and loving

I hope you have the happiest day my sweet beautiful son. You’re the king of my castle :@) I love you so very much!!!

socks of the day

My littlest boy Tristan (age 4 and ⅝’s) is standing in front of me with his chest puffed up proudly. I cant resist poking a nipple. He pushes my hand away and says in his deepest voice, “Don’t mess with the big boys.”

Sleep as well as this last night?

While playing with little boats he’s made from various board games: Captain: Take us to the Corner of Doom! First Officer: No, take us to the other Corner of Doom!

Tristan: When Star Trek 5.0 comes out, guess what it’s going to be like! Olivia: Better than Star Trek 2.0? Tristan: Much better than 2.0! Its gonna be better than any O! Darth Tristan watches over Star Trek

At last! Here’s that promised photo collection of family, friends and our good times from the last few months. Most were taken by Nathan. If you’re nosy, you’ll probably click this link ;@)