In June of 2005, my best friend came to see me in Baltimore. One of the things that we did was take the kids to the National Zoo. This was around the time that I first started keeping digital photos. I find them to be both a blessing and a curse. Today, I found this photo of my children- my daughter was six and my son was a wonderfully delightful 4. I don’t want any more babies, and I don’t want my babies to stay babies forever. But some days…for a moment, I want to go back and hug those 6 and 4 year olds, hold those small chubby hands, smell their baby smell, gobble up their chubby cheeks, and carry them around in my arms. I guess I will have to settle for this picture. I love you so much Trace and Cheyenne, all the stars and numbers.