(4 days old)You know it's funny, we truly never had a worry or fear about raising him afloat. Maybe it's because we cruised and lived on boats for so long before he came along (6 years before Z). Or maybe it's because we made it a point to meet or read about every other boat kid we could dig up before he was born. Or maybe, as most of our friends and family suspect, we're just plain weird.
(Exactly 1 year old)But not only do I cherish every minute of his 5 years on this planet with us, I also never doubted for one second that choosing this quirky lifestyle would be the best path for this little person who has put his trust in us.
(2 years old)
Your kids are not an anchor in your life, tying you down and halting your journey... they're the wind that fills your sails and takes you to places you never imagined.
(3 years old)
I love my sweet, sweet, chatty, curious, expressive, sparkling little boy deeper than the ocean.
(4 years old)
Happy Birthday Zach!
p.s. We haven't actually gone camping yet. What I posted yesterday was a dress rehearsal so to speak. The real trip is on the horizon.