Since the move to the Cayman Islands, I am seriously missing this little girl, and her brothers, and her parents….
Funny, the way we humans are. It’s painful, but it’s a good kind of pain. The kind that makes you long to be awakened by little feet an hour before you had planned to get up… wish you could help clean up a dumped bag of flour in the kitchen floor, or waste half an hour on the big rug in the living room playing with matchbox cars. It makes me cherish- retroactively- every hug, laugh, and cry that I can remember, however faintly.
Reminds me of another move, another time, and a song…
To quote one of Trey’s favorite movies…here come the water-slides!
We miss you too, Steven. 
This makes me sad all over again…for both times! At the same time, it makes me thankful for such a close-knit family. We are blessed to have each other – even when we’re far apart. Can’t WAIT to be together again. Makes the thought of heaven seem even sweeter.