The Graduate and the Immigrant

Happy Graduation to my girl, Danielle. Moving on to grad school, I will miss her. Hopefully we can play tennis and get together for dinner/kayaking this summer. We had a good time at her party. Tarek learned what hoola-hoops are, he had never heard of horse shoes or frisby or jumping rope. Oh, and whiffle ball.
It's so wierd to think that he has been here for almost 1 whole year. I never would have guessed a year ago today that I would have a 2 month old and that we would have been through all this stuff. It was supposed to be perfect, we were gonna live happily every after. Maybe we still may, but geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeez we really have been through a lot, and so has our family. Our love is still perfect and amazing, and he still gives me that weightless feeling when I'm in his arms, so all is not lost. Besides, our perfect little baby is proof of or unbreakable bond. Immigrants!!!! Ughpffff. At least it is never boring.