I had a wonderful Mima.
I will miss you Mima. I know that you are in the sky with Jesus. I tell mom not to cry because I know you are not in pain and that you are happy. Thanks for being such a great Mima.
(A note from Rowan’s editor- Rowan’s grandmother passed away on May 12th after a nearly four year battle with cancer. We are thankful for the two and a half years she and Rowan had together. Thanks for following, Rowan Readers.)
You guys should try this thing called “hiking.” It involves getting strapped to someone’s chest and getting hauled up a trail.
Hiking is so easy.
It is a pretty great time, especially when you can get up close and personal to the big rock formations that could be seen from the hospital room on the day you were born!
Up close and personal...
...to those giant rocks in the background.
Four weeks ago was Black Friday. At 5 am, while many of you were heading to the mall for a bargain, my mom and dad were headed to the hospital for a baby. I think I am the greatest Black Friday Deal one could possibly imagine! Here is a brief photo journey through my grand entrance.
Mom on my due date. Oops, was I late?