God is Good

Ivan loves to point out the train tracks, or cain cacks as he refers to them. Saturday morning was no exception as we drove through Lakewood en route to Hendersonville to pick up Owen. He shouted from behind me, "Cain Cacks!" then as we crossed them he… more »

He is still painfully hard to understand, but Ivan has officially graduated to full sentences in the last few weeks. Just a moment ago he came sliding down the stairs after his little Buzz Lightyear action figure. He grabbed the wayward toy and then tu… more »