Have I ever mentioned how much I adore my family? Not just my "new" family, that is, Walden & Max, but my family-family. My parents, my sisters, and my brother...as we've gotten older and, inevitably, more mature (riiiight), I can hardly remember the bad things about our family, the petty fights, sibling rivalry, unfair parental rules...and all I know of my family is that they make me laugh more than anyone or anything in the world.

I get to see most of them (sans bro Mike, as he is still serving in England...that air force whore...boo) this weekend. We're all going to rendevous in Nashville for my dad's birthday, and I am so thrilled that I get to go!! It's always hard getting away on the weekends because my husband is a workaholic...I mean, he works a lot. Anyway, so we're going to Nashville, oh, so exciting! When my sisters and I get together, it's like a slumber party, a 24-hour giggle-fest. If the whole world were privy to our inside jokes, we would make a killing as a comedic trio. We are that funny.

I love my family more than anything, my sisters, my brother (I miss him so, so much), and of course, my parents, the devious genetic masterminds behind our beautifully functional dysfunctionality. (I made up a psychological term, didn't I? Just call me Freud. No...don't...he was a quack.) I can only hope that Max will be as close to his siblings as we all are (granted, if we aren't broken when it comes time to having more kids...Max is giving us a run for our money!). My family is truly the coolest thing around, and I am so, so lucky.

That old, old Bebo Norman song "Somewhere Past the Quiet" always reminded me of my family, even though he is talking about him and his brother and his dad, and that's only three people, and there's actually six people in my family, but all details aside, it can totally apply to our fam. I'll have to write out the lyrics later because Max is so ready for his nap and I'm almost out of those tasty distractions Cheez-Its. Mommy Duty calls. Over and out, Ghostrider.