Every trip down to Fremont we try to stop and place a rock on this rock pile. It was started by Joe's Dad and it has something to do with Mongolia and their traditions.
I met Joe when I was 13 years old. If anyone would have told me he was going to be the one that swept me off my feet I would have laughed. We now have 4 very loving, handsome and energetic boys. There is never a dull moment and very few quiet ones. If there happens to be a quiet moment we wonder what they are up to.
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