Dane.

When i have said my evening prayer,
and my clothes are folded on my chair,
mama and daddy switch off the light,
I'll still be two years old tonight.
But from the very break of day,
before the children rise and play,
before the darkness turns to gold,
tomorrow I'll be three years old…
three kisses when i wake,
three candles on my cake.
A goodnight kiss for the two year old
to send him to sleep and to dreaming.
And blessings to the three year old
who'll climb out of bed in the morning.

 

The last few moments of light in the day.

The last few moments of my 2 year old Dane.

Trains, trucks, and balls.

jumps, laughs, and falls.

Each day in an adventure 

Each day a new love

Each day we we thank God for our little green eyed son.