What's In A Name?

Quite a few years ago I was eating at ChickFilA and had ordered a chicken sandwich (do they even sell anything else?). I took the top bun off to remove the pickles...and there on top of the grilled chicken was a pickle with a perfect heart cut out of the middle. I thought one day I'd find my soulmate and he would have the missing heart from my pickle. Many, many years later I married (at the ripe old age of 35!) and I have the most fun little boy. What a joy to go about my normal routine during the day and find things in the oddest places. It brought a smile to my face when I opened the fridge one day and there, next to the milk was my shoe - with a pickle in it. This blog is dedicated to my little guy, for the blessing that he is and the joy he brings to my life! So if you find pickles in your shoe, erasers in your dryer and sharpies in your washer, consider yourself blessed!