Dude...

One of my favorite memories is when Benjamin came home from being at the Alexanders home and he came up to me and put his hand in the air balled into a fist and said "Dude." It was so cute to see that he had learned to do the Rock. Whenever we would meet people Ben would always say Dude and would put up his hand. So heres to you Ben, " DUDE."

On All Fours

Well I remember when I would get home from work and would play with Benjamin many times would he want to jump on my back like he was riding a horse. I miss this activity with him, he would get the gigles and we would just have the greatest time trying to balance on my back so he wouldnt fall off.

A Daisy

I was reading a blog from a lady whose daughter returned to heaven this summer. On it she was talking about how for each of her children she has found a flower that symbolizes them. Her dauther Camille, is her tulip

I turned around and asked myself what flower reminds me of Ben and instantly I knew the answer....


When I think of Daisies I think of how their simple beauty brighten up the world and bring joy to all who see them. Tonight I took it a step further and looked up the symbolism and it was just too perfect...innocence, youth, gentleness.

Yes, our Benjamin is a daisy.