Because I Don't Ever Want to Forget

If you are my friend on Facebook, you've already heard this little story. If you aren't my friend on Facebook, you really should be. BUT, it you don't already have a Facebook account . . . be forewarned. It is as addictive as crack cocaine and a BlackBerry. By the way, Nana calls my mom's BlackBerry her "blueberry" by mistake and it always cracks me up. Just imagine (in Nana's croaky old voice) . . . "Deb, your blueberry is ringing.") *insert me giggling in the background

But I digress . . .

This was my status update yesterday on Facebook . . .

I'm including it here because these are the days . . .

the days filled with all the little things . . .

I don't ever want to forget.

Went outside to get the mail today (while holding Brendan) and said to myself . . . "Wow, how odd it is raining on such a gorgeous, sunny day." I then realized Brendan was drooling and the wind was blowing it right in my face. Nice.