Dependents

During a simple, everyday moment it hits you. I am responsible for these three little lives. Then, you look at the picture you have taken and see your children growing up right before you. Blake sitting tall eating like an adult...Dane doing the same talking to his baby sister...what? a baby sister? I have three children? And she is already six months old. Time is flying and I have to remember to take it all in, even these simple moments. It is just unreal, or should I say surreal...