AJ Every Day: June 19th

My two favorite dudes during a two minute "quick lets take a couple of pictures outside while it isn't raining" photo shoot. In case you haven't heard, the little dude has a bit of a sadistic streak and thinks "ouch" is the funniest word in the English language.

And since it's a holiday, the first holiday AJ was around to celebrate, I thought I'd go back and look at our past Father's Days:

2009:
Daddy and a 9 day old AJ sleeping through his first breakfast at Blueberry Hill. That place used to be a big part of our weekends before the little dude. Now, due to his allergies, breakfast is the one meal we pretty much never eat out. The little dude clearly feels bad about this because he sent me out to get his daddy take out breakfast from Blueberry Hill this morning.

2010

Last year, AJ's first birthday party was the day before Father's Day. You know, the party we left abruptly to take the guest of honor to the emergency room? Karl is calm in a crisis. Actually, Karl is calm pretty much all the time, which sometimes enrages me. But honestly, I don't think I could handle all of our hospital (mis)adventures if we weren't in this together. Lord knows I wasn't anything close to calm last summer when we were told there was a chance leukemia was causing AJ's platelets to tank.

I wouldn't get through this motherhood thing alive without him.