
Sunday night was kind of a nightmare with Gray. He must have had an upset stomach (maybe from the fajita chicken I gave him- possibly my fault. So sorry bud!) and was up for hours. Joey and I were taking turns. Around 1am which was about 3 hours into the fun, it was my turn again. So I brought Gray downstairs to watch his favorite show the Wiggles. He was so sad and I thought this might cheer him up. After about five minutes I heard someone coming down the stairs. It was Joey and he had pillows and blankets for both of us. We were preparing for the long haul but so nice to not have to go it alone. This act may seem small but it is just another reminder to me of how lucky I am. Joey and I are a team. We can lean on each other when the times get tough. I felt the biggest sense of relief when he walked downstairs and I am so grateful for his support. We are so lucky to have each other! Thanks Joey for being there for me that night and always!
*Joey is just such a camera hog. Can't you tell how much he is enjoying these pictures??

