It's interesting how at so many different times in life I have thought the same thing. "THIS is it! It doesn't get better than THIS!"
Age 2, feeding the ducks with my dad, I clearly remember thinking, I have the best daddy, I am the happiest little girl alive! (well okay, maybe I don't remember that completely clearly, but im sure I was thinking that as for what is portrayed in the photographs).
Age's 4, 5, 8 and 10 on Disney Land trips in reward for stopping the thumb sucking habbit. Life couldn't possibly get better, I'd weaseled my way to Disneyland yet again!
Age's 13-17 Road-trips with highschool friends, getting a drivers license, the ability to date, belting our voices to The Ataris. We were on the top of the world. Nothing could be better than highschool I thought.
Days out with my mom and sister. Worry free, with my two best friends, life was perfect!
Age 23, my wedding day, this topped them all and I REALLY thought that was it, I couldnt be happier, nothing could ever top the joy I felt that day.
Until last fall...at the J Crew Sample sale.. Kidding. Well, kind of, that REALLY WAS one of the best days of my life.
BUT NOW, this tiny little boy who came into our lives and is the biggest cherry on top of any dessert. We woke up an hour ago, still laying in bed staring at his little face, no plans on getting up, or going anywhere, I think we will just wait here till daddy gets home.
THIS is the happiest i've ever been. Thanks to this tiny little angel.

