Last night I was feeling a little sad and contemplative after attending the memorial service of a fellow volleyball player. He was too young and left behind a wife and 2 beautiful little girls. Naturally, I was taking stock of my life and feeling extremely grateful for all that I am blessed with.

Isabella and I played for a little while and then she wanted a cookie. I got one for her and one for me and we sat on the couch eating them together. Samson was sitting at our feet waiting eagerly for some crumbs to fall. I was holding her tight and kissed her little head a million times as we sat there. I think she sensed that I needed some extra love, because she turned her head and looked right in my eyes before leaning in and giving me a kiss. It was so sweet. Next, she leaned in against me and gave me a hug. It was exactly what I needed.

Then she tooted.

Without skipping a beat, she looked down at Samson and said, “Dude…” as if blaming it on him. She learned that trick from her dad.

There’s never a dull moment around our house!

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