This is another case of I should have written this last week, but the time came and went and now I have to do it before I forget about it completely.

My wife graduated from Blue Sky school of Massage Therapy last Thursday.  It was the culmination of a long year of dedicated studying and hard work on her part and support and sacrifice on the part of myself and our kids.  And it was worth it.  We are all so proud of her.

We knew you could do it, CONGRATULATIONS!!  We love you.

I don’t want this week to go past without saying something about my adventure this past Saturday.  I had the wonderful opportunity to spend the entire day with my 7-year-old son, just he and I (and about a billion strangers).  We dropped his mom and sister off at Grandma’s Saturday morning at about 9:00 and drove an hour down to Great America.  It was his first time there, and I’m sure he was bubbling with anticipation.  He’s seen the commercials on TV, so I know he was excited about it.

He was the most wonderful kid all day.  We had so much fun.  When we got home, he was so excited to tell his mom and sister about all the cool rides we went on.  He drew me a picture of his favorite ride, and at one point he said, “Dad, you’re my best friend”.  Wow.