Dear Tristan,
I haven't written a blog for you in a long, long time. Something I regret. There are many moments I want to capture, bottle up, and remember forever.
Today, you were watching a Christmas DVD with music. There is a particular song you love and listen to it over and over again. I grabbed the DVD remote and called you over to me (after repeating the same song for the 30th time in the last hour). Taking your hands I showed you how to back the DVD up by one chapter (song). The smile on your face was priceless. I could see the wheels turning in your head as the smile got broader and broader--and turned into a giggle. A valuable lesson was learned. He, who holds the remote is king! Tristan with a remote in his hand; truly the Man's Man. I didn't teach you to fish, higher mathematics or even to cook your own first meal, but you'd think I had by your reaction.
When you are old enough to read this, please feel this...There are moments when you can push every single envelope; stomping on every single patience button that your mother has, but one thing you must know....
I enjoy YOU. You make my heart smile.
I love you always and forever,
Mom
This is the story of Us. Us being: me, Ann; my husband, Gene; and our son, Tristan. Yes, that makes three----and three is company. I hope to give you a small peek into our daily lives. Perhaps you'll laugh or maybe even cry, but most of all, I hope you enjoy.
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