I am up too late in Columbus culling through some of the pictures from the beach last weekend. Listening to a bootleg of Bruce singing, "Your Love is Lifting Me Higher." Thinking about Jackson telling me on the phone tonight, "Daddy, I come Ohio and take pix with you." Thinking that I need to go to sleep. Also thinking that I want to stay up all night taking this all in.
Exercising with Scott, and Kate, and Michelle, and Carrie.
This year's model
Stephie calls this, "where's Waldo?" We don't know any of these people. They were renting next door.
They were all incredibly nice to Jackson and were endlessly loading up his T-ball.