Something caught my eye this afternoon, while I was in our bedroom. An object jammed between the base of our bed and the box springs. That object just happened to be the remote to our fan. Our little man did not flush it after all. A big hooray! The question is: What exactly did he flush? Something is in there, because Mr. Toilet is acting up again. Sorry little buddy Mills, I didn't mean to blame your for flushing our remote, but I was just putting two and two together. Now on to find out what is really in there.

The love of our lives was born on 8.13.09 and is the light of our lives. Mills is our happy, busy, typical little boy, who never slows down. He is a huge fan of Moose and Zee, Handy Manny and Mickey Mouse and loves playing with his "big-brother-dog," Joey. There is not a day that goes by that I don't look at this precious miracle given to us by God and sit in awe.








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