Jack was helping us figure out which toys to keep and which ones to toss. We are keeping the whistle.
Sunday, October 13, 2013
Sand in my bed
I love the feel of sand in my bed. It's a reminder that I'm on the beach. On vacation. With the ones I love. Now, I'm not sure about the raisin bread in my bed. I can only do so much positive thinking.
Happy mom.
My heart is full. I am so in love with my little family. The boys are so crazy and wild and different. They love each other, and they love me and their daddy. They love to wrestle and feed the boys and get the eggs from the chicken coop. They love to go to the farm and jump on the big trampoline and play with Grandma and Papa's toys.
It is what I've always wanted. It is better than I imagined. Happy mom.
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