Today feels heavy. I woke up to news about the Boston bombing suspects - one dead and one on the loose. My heart is heavy for Boston and when I really start to think about it, I just want to grieve for the whole world. Countries plagued by war, AIDS, genocide. And then there's the rain. Just a few weeks ago I prepped our yard for spring, planting spinach and dusting off the outdoor furniture. Now summer seems like ages away. Despite all that ugliness of today, I trust in God that all will be made right. I am thankful that our family in Boston is safe. I am thankful for a sweet boy who has no notion of the pain and destruction in this world, whose smile and laughter fills our home with so much excitement and joy. Dan is recording demos with his band this week so I'm holding down the fort. BB is at daycare and I cant wait for tonight so I can pinch those chunky thighs and hear him say, "BALL!" for the one hundredth time today. BeeBs, I could gush for hours about how much I love you! Everything is going to be ok.