I forgot to share this story. I think about it everyday. But when Pearce was 2 weeks old (a whole 2 weeks ago) we went to Eva's...aka They kissy lady resturant. It's our favorite mexican resturant, and the owner smacks on our kids the second we walk in the door. This last time she saw sweet little Pearce, took him from me and said, "Praise the Lord!". And rushed him back to show the cooks and other waitresses. The Johns were with us and I think they were a little freaked out that this cute mexican lady just took our baby, but we just know she has a kid obsession. Anyway, so many times when I'm looking at Pearce I think that same thing. I've never thought that phrase before, but since she said it I think it all thtime about Pearce. What a stinking perfect little blessing!