wrestling, legos and a squirmy baby

Lots of times when I leave a family I leave smiling. And I smile all the way home. Love is something that you can't act out.

It's in the smile as you pick up your baby. It's in the 100th airplane ride given and in the game of memory you play.

It's in the legos you play with and the wrestling and the meals and the things you do over and over and over as a parent.

And you keep doing it over and over because it's love.

And each day is similar in it's own very special way.

Thanks Renos, for having me in your home.  You are a kicka** family.

******Also check Clinton's work out here. It's pretty amazing.