My Mom, always a trooper.
I highly doubt she wanted to get her face painted but I probably asked her to.
My Dad, riding Dumbo for the 99th time.
Once again, I highly doubt sitting in a plastic elephant was his idea of a "good time" but he rode that ride with me as much as I asked him to.
Well, without the wig and the glasses, he's actually a rather handsome fellow.
And patient, and kind, and loving, and...the list goes on and on.
Add a dash of this...
Throw in a whole lot of that!
As a recent addition to my emotional sanity, I've been watching this little man grow. It's pretty spectacular.
Then I add in some time with these beautiful ladies,
And some shopping trips with this teenager, ugh. I hate that word.
(Teenager, not the word shopping.)
And then come home to this face every single night.
My cup runneth over.