Why it's hard to leave for work...

Dave sent me a text including this picture (that he snapped early one morning right before he left) with the words, "it's so hard to leave you two." We couldn't do this without him.  He's my constant; our protector. He makes all of this possible, with God's guidance.  We wouldn't be able to raise our daughter the way we want without his hard work and the small sacrifices on both of our parts.  Small, because of the gigantic gift being able to stay home and raise her provides.

Thank you dearest, sweet husband.  We love you so much.

Caption: It was nearly an all-nighter - this is what recovery mode looks like.