Things are a little different now with our second child, Lucia. With the photo above, you see a man that had just gone through the absolute toughest period of his life - Gideon's surgery for his Craniosynostosis. So, being pensive, contemplative, whatever you want to call it, came with the moment at the beach. I was carrying my son who had just been healed from his disease, but he helped to carry me just months before as he bravely beat the odds of his sickness, with God's gracious hand.
Lucia, I want you to know that I love you and I'm looking forward to being there for you through thick and thin, and to be the main man in your life - at least until you start liking boys. Until then, just know that holding you in my arms makes me want to protect you forever from any harm. All I can do is try my very best to keep you from ever hurting, but I can't guarantee that life will not bring you pain. For now, just know that I will carry you until you can make it on your own.
Here are some photos from this year's trip. Enjoy.
Lucia is sort of hidden in this picture - she's the little pink bump on my left arm.
Oh, and as the title indicates, Lucia says DaDa. I really tried to get her to say Mama first, but I guess Dada is easier to say.