Aunt Hallie, being the trailblazer that she is, made Nolie his first cannoli. He was so pumped!! I think it may have been Nana and Papa that started calling him that when he was a baby.
All the boys rejoice when there's sugary goodness to be eaten.
So glad our Nolie cannoli finally got to experience his namesake.
You just never know how any given day is gonna turn out. This one for sure was off the charts and quite a memory maker. Soooo many things to be thankful for along the way, but a shocker nonetheless.
Started off pretty innocently. Once we found the apple orchard, it was two enthusiastic thumbs up.
Rob's adoring fans brace themselves for the speedy goodness.
Well of course he recorded the whole thing. What adrenaline junkie wouldn't?
Right before the crash. He crashed right where I was standing. He says now that it was my glorious beauty that drove him into the barrier. That's flat out blame-shifting for ya folks.
We broke the boys in a couple times. They were starting to forget what Daddy looked like.
My big, strong husband was reduced to a hospital gown, oxygen tube, and epidural (at least one of us has experienced that). Who knew a go-kart could cause so much damage? I'm an 8 again!!
After 7 days we welcomed Daddy home with open (very gentle) arms and some signs. We're super thankful for Jesus' provision and protection. Also, our family and friends are the BOMB!! Truly could not have managed without them.