Well, I took many photos today – and I’m going to share many of them with you – I simply could not decide!

First our day started with J3’s first basketball game at the YMCA. He’s never played a team sport. He hasn’t really a clue about how to play Basketball – but he’s enjoying it!

Here is my little dribbler:
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and the spectators:
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He’s learning to shoot
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And to guard his man
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and listen to his coaches
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After the game, J2 tried his hand at dribbling
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While J1 got his first lessons on the lawnmower
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Finally, Aunt Susan and our cousin K came for a visit – Daddy pulled K and J3 in the wagon – they loved it!
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I’m so incredibly sad. Nothing seems to pull me out of it. I know this is hormones – but I hate that I have such a big wound that is so easily hurt. I just want to cry…but the tears just won’t come. Part of me knows that I need the release…part of me won’t allow me to give in as I know it’s 90% hormones.

Random *sad* thoughts that won’t leave my mind…
…if Josh were alive – he’d be a great playmate for Jason (who is often alone).
…there will be no more babies in this house – I knew it, but now I accept it. Doesn’t mean I’m happy about it.
…just because I’m a Christian doesn’t mean God will take away this pain. But I pray He will every day.
…When my boys ask me who’s birthday comes next (secretly hoping it will be theirs) – I wish I didn’t have to say “Josh’s – he would have been 4” I wish I could just not say it, but my heart insists.