Also while I was gone last week my oldest son had his birthday. Jackson is 9. Holy Cow the boy is almost into double digits. I will never forget when Jackson was born. It was Father's Day. Julie's water broke while we were getting ready for Church. We dropped the kids off at church with friends and went to the hospital. Jackson was born by the time late service was over. He is the best Father's Day present ever. Jackson is sitting here beside me as I blog this and we are snacking on chocolate animal crackers. This is the first photo I have ever blogged using the web cam built into my MacBook.