The best year

Started today, because when I went to drop off Eddie at the slopes this morning, I was caught up in the beauty of the winter mountains and the following text ensued: 

I love that at a moment's notice, my husband was willing to hold down the fort all day so that I could have some spontaneous fun.   

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Also, as I watched my 15 year old shove an enormous forkful of rolled up ramen with green onions into his mouth, my heart swelled with gratitude for being able to watch such a sweet boy grow up.  That I get to call him mine.  This very tall, deep voiced, dimple-faced, son of mine.  

It is these things, and easily 50 others today that make me think; 

Oh yes.   This is one of the good years.  

Happy 2014!!!