About a Boy
April 16, 2010
So, I drove up to Fullerton this evening to meet a guy.
I don’t say this very often about the guys I meet up with, but he was pretty special.
His older sister Nadia is one of my favorite little people ever. She calls me Miss Ann.
One of the hardest things about living so far away from my family is living far away from these two:
They call me Aunt Annie.
When I can’t live close to those who call me Aunt Annie, it sure is nice to have a couple of cuties who call me Miss Ann.
There’s the little burrito now.
I’m thankful to have old and dear friends nearby… and thankful that I get to watch Gus grow big.