Our Cheesecake

 CHEEEESE!!!

Boston is a total "nuzzler" lately.  And he constantly wants to hold my hand.  Oh, such a lover boy.  No complaints here, though.  

Thanks for our dinner, dada.

Yup, they are my boys.  All mine!!  :)

Hi, airplane.....bye, airplane!

It's no surprise that we love love love (yea, 3 loves) the Cheesecake Factory.  It's one of those things that we call "ours."  Like "our" song is faithfully, "our" thing is to travel, "our" thing is to pray before each meal even at restaurants....well "our" restaurant is, as we call it, Cheesecake.  Come to think of it, we should really buy into their stock.  Maybe we could get some of our money back.

Last Friday, Jer was on his way home from work when he called me and asked if me and B wanted to meet him at cheesecake.  He outta know my answer.  So off we went.  To meet daddy.  These are some of the best family nights.  A long day without daddy and getting to meet up with him to fill our tummy's with some yummy grub is perfect in my eyes.  But anything having to do with food is perfect to me and my tummy.

These are the nights, the simple ones as a family, that I want to remember in 10, 20, 30 years.  It warms me to know that I can look back at pictures and feel like we were in that night all over again by seeing what we ate, what we looked like, what we were wearing, how we interacted (B's nuzzling).....

Their simple but to me these nights with my loves are the best nights ever.