I stole the line from my friend Margo, she has a little baby boy too. He's a little younger than Ian, but someday they'll meet and be friends (perhaps at Goshen??) Anyway, here is the little one who brings me joy when he's sleeping, when he's laughing, even when he's a little bit fussy. Sometimes even I wonder where we hold all the grief from losing my Dad, then I see this little face and I know the grief is wrapped up in love for him. For all of us. Forever.