Had a great weekend

This weekend was great one. This was the weekend of the annual NICU reunion at the hospital where Ian was born. Kids that spent time in the NICU all come back to visit for food and fun. We had such a great time.
We got to see the nurses and doctors that took care of our kiddos and we also got to catch up with the parents of other kiddos that we bonded with over the months.
It was so amazing to see kids that were 5 years old, 10 year old, and even older. There was even a person that was had a stay in the NICU in 1979 that came back for a visit. All the NICU graduates are miracles in my book.

Below is a picture that I call "Moms and Micros". All of the babies below were micro-preemies, (born before or right at 26 weeks gestation) all born right around the same time, and all went home within a few weeks of one another. I have cried, ranted, and laughed with these lovely ladies, and it was so great to be able to hang out together with our healthy, happy, boys.

Well, I guess it's official. I am now a grown-up

Well if the marriage, the house, and the kid didn't convince me that I was an adult, this definitely does it.

Say hello to my new car. The family sedan.



That's right folks. I am now the proud owner of a 4-door vehicle. My former car, a sporty two door coupe named Tyson, became very ill a couple of weeks back and we decided that it was time to get a new vehicle.

Tyson was a great and loyal car. We had 10 years together. From college to moving to a new city, from marriage to parenthood, Tyson was right there along for the ride. He will be missed.

If you would, lets have a moment of silence for Tyson

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Although Tyson will be missed, I am enjoying my new vehicle. The problem is she (the car gives off a definite feminine vibe) doesn't have a name yet.

Any suggestions?