Miss Kristi

The kids in the ward call her Miss Kristi. I call her Kristi, dear friend and Dylan's "other mother." She has generously given much of her time to take care of Dylan just about every day I was at work since January, not being compensated even close to what she deserves. She came to our apartment every morning so I didn't have to give up additional sleep commuting or take a new baby into the cold. For that I will be forever grateful. She really did spoil me. Not only did she take really good care of him, she loves him and has grown very attached to him. It made it a little easier to go to work knowing he was in good hands. Dylan always gives her a huge smile when he sees her. So do I. I love you, Kristi! We will miss you!