Fringe Benefits, Part 5

. . . in which I continue my on-going series of thanking those who have helped me to and on my crazy parenting journey, in completely random order.

To my neighbor who brought us the sweetest-tasting meal, the first dinner my husband and I had as new parents, when we had just arrived home at 10:30 at night on March 22, 2008, after completing our adoption journey that had taken 2 years, 700 miles, and 11 days in a motel heating up frozen Kashi rice bowls while waiting for our daughter to grow fatter and stronger so she could be discharged from the hospital and we could begin our life as a family.

Thank you Renee, my lasagna-making, memory-giving neighbor.