Brother, brother, our lovely brother…
First born to our dearest Mother;
You are so humble,
So kind and so pure;
Your heart is golden,
Of this I am sure. 54 more words
My, oh my the kids are growing up WAY too fast.
Kyrie is obsessed with her brother and loves to play whatever he is playing (which drives him CRAZY!) She thinks every animal either says “moo” or “arf” and will randomly start acting like a dog, down to barking out the window. 265 more words