February 7

While the rest of us watched the Super Bowl and munched on chips and dip, Abby headed off to a skydiving birthday party. (Really. Indoor skydiving. I was surprised, amused, and proud to discover that she actually did it, too.) When she got home this evening, she walked in the door and immediately thrust this sheep in my direction and said "this is Logan."

She went on to explain that she'd gotten Logan the Sheep from a claw machine at Fuddruckers after the skydiving extravaganza. She backtracked and said that no, the name on the sheep's tag wasn't actually Logan, but she looked at it and immediately named it Logan. It was totally apropos since Logan loved his Lambie.

I love that he's still on her mind and that she's still doing things to keep him close to her heart. It's a beautiful thing.