The weather in Chicago has been amazing. It is March 21, 2012 and we had to turn our air conditioning on...Roark's room was 86 degrees! Crazy.
Roark continues to make my heart dance. We had a big weekend this past week...we went to a friends house on Friday...stayed out rather late (I don't think Roark cried once). Saturday was St. Patrick's Day, and Sunday, Roark went swimming for the first time - he did AWESOME.
Sunday also marked date night. I had the great fortune of going out on a date with the best partner a woman could have. Erik and I went to a fabulous restaurant called MK and Roark got to stay home with his first babysitter...Sarah. Again, Roark did great!
Life gets hectic. It really does. There are so many things to be thankful for and happy about...it just sucks when the little curve balls that are thrown in front of us knock us off our path.
Life can't get any better than hearing Roark giggle, seeing him smile, watching him roll over (which he has been doing for like two weeks now), feeling him nuzzle my neck, holding my finger, and watching him entertain himself.
Life can't get any better than the feeling I have when Erik touches my back, holds my hand, laughs at my silliness, or kisses my forehead.
Life can't get any better than waking up next to your best friend.
This is what life is about - the small moments of sun bursting on your soul.
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