My grandfather, Daddy Joe, passed away on Thursday September 16th.  My heart sinks every time I think of his passing and remember that he is no longer with us.  You are missed Daddy Joe.  I love you dearly.

Tonight I bathed my sweet little 11 month old after dinner.  I dried him in a soft towel then dressed him in his little jammies.  I carried him upstairs, nursed him while I read to our 3 year old then laid him down to change his diaper.  Just as I was about to put a new diaper on him, he uncurled his little fist and revealed a piece of banana.  I couldn't believe this little piece of banana had survived so long.  I looked at him and laughed and said "you just had a bath".  Guess I better make sure to uncurl those little fingers next time.