Uncle Kevin...

We are so blessed to live near Kevin again.  For those of you who don't know, Kevin and I grew up in the same hometown, went to the same high school and even had mutual friends, but didn't become friends until my freshman year in college.  We both attended West Chester University and happened to live in the same dorm...good old Ramsey Hall.  Kevin took care of me for the next 4 years...always made sure I had something to do on the weekends, drove me to where ever I needed a ride, made sure I never walked home alone, didn't hang out with the "wrong" boys, etc.  If I were less traditional, I would have asked Kevin to be my "Man of Honor" at my wedding, since that's really what he was to me (and still is).

Well, after college, we went our separate ways...doing our best pre-internet and pre-cell phones to keep in touch.  I got married right away & moved to Albany, NY and he eventually moved to Salt Lake City, Ut.  We'd try to see each other when we could, but it's never the same as living close by.  Well, as God would have it, we're living in the same town again and spending as much time together as possible.  My kids call him Uncle Kevin (and his wife is Aunt Cara).  Kendall adores him and knows she has him wrapped around her little finger.  She reaches for him and smiles with her dimples and he's hooked...It's incredibly sweet.  Riley on the other hand looks up to Kevin as a second father figure.  He loves spending time with Kevin.  Kev teaches Riley things about Utah and life in general, takes us hiking, meets for lunches, plays soccer and football with him, etc.  It warmed my heart (and you know it must have been good since it's been so bloody cold out here already! ) when yesterday Riley told Kevin that he likes that Kev's not so busy with work right now because he gets to spend a lot of extra time with him!

When I mentioned to Riley that we aren't going to be living in Utah forever and that in a few years we may have to move somewhere else, he got rather upset.  He loves living here and I know a good part of why he feels that way has to do with Kevin, Cara and their family.  We are so blessed to have them in our lives once again and I can't imagine how much more difficult this transition would have been without the Wiegands.

We love you Uncle Kevin and Aunt Cara!