I'm leaving in the morning for the 6.5 hour desert drive to Phoenix. Shanon and I agreed that a visit once a month is the right amount of time to give her a break and give me a change to fill up on little boy kisses and baby smiles. When I kissed Michael good-bye last week, he fluttered his eyelashes and clasped his hands to his heart. If he could have floated out of his carseat he would have. We have something special, the two of us. I'll be back to my beach town next Thursday.
