I get to watch him, every day.. I get to be with him, to love on him, to hold his hand as he grows up.. and I get to do it with my best friend and better half.. these thoughts overwhelm my heart with joy and thanksgiving.. yet at the same time I am sensitive to the solemn responsibilities God has entrusted to me, as both husband and father.. desperate to cherish every moment, to make each second count, to love more perfectly each day.. desperate to keep God in the center of my family.

Yesterday was a perfect day. I got my work done, I cleaned, I cooked chicken adobo, I ran errands.. but the best, and I mean the best part of yesterday, was spending time with Jeremiah and Alana. When they got home, I spent time reading to Jeremiah and we played. I gave him a bath and when I was rocking him in the dark, just before putting him down into the crib for bed, we totally just loved on each other- we talked, we laughed, we whispered, we cuddled, Jeremiah pointed things out in the dark ("sky!").. I finally put him down. Then Alana and I got to watch "Philadelphia," and afterwards we lay in bed talking about life. We talked about a lot of things, and it was just so nice to have that kind of time with my wife- to just talk.. to be able to talk, about any and everything. We laughed and giggled so much and enjoyed being ourselves. Intimacy. I'm bottling this amazing day/evening/night and keeping it forever, through this xanga entry . Thank you Lord!!