My castle and my cabin...

How were we ever to know what, in only eight short years, we would learn, encounter, and change?

How were you to ever know that in your short thirty-two years you would be reborn a million times?

You once told me Eric that your song for me would be Billy Joel's You're My Home. I have searched high and low for a song that fits what I wish to say, I must borrow yours for you.

When you look into my eyes
and you see the crazy gypsy in my soul
it always comes as a surprise
when I feel my withered roots begin to grow.

Well I'll never be a stranger
and I'll never be alone
wherever we're together
that's my home.

What a thrill to be part of your life, to share children with you, and to forge a future with you.

Imagine what the next thirty-two years will be like!

Thank you for all you have given to us in this chapter.

Happy Birthday Eric/Daddy/Pumpkinhead!

(pictures from Eric's GF birthday breakfast with the boys)