Harrisenism...

I was watching both kids play and splash in the new pool I bought for them (which should require a post in itself...big ugly blue monster that it is.) The sun was sparkling on their wet little faces and I was filled with such joy and peace and love, it was almost unspeakable. Harrisen came over to the hammock where I was reading and laid his head on my leg.

K: "I love you so much. You bring me great joy. Thank you for being my son."

H: "You oughtta thank God, Mommy. HE made me. All I did was come outta your tummy."

Reason number 1,365,789 that I love him, he brings me joy, and I thank God for him every day.

(and his fiesty little sister ain't so bad, either.)