I have a serious regret surrounding Thatcher’s death. Outside of the fact that I had a very hard time holding him therefore I did not hold him much, but I also regret that Charlie did not get to see him (I don’t think she could have handled it). 230 more words
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This afternoon was one of those sweet, innocent, impromptu fun moments. While talking to my mom on the phone, I heard the front door open. It wasn’t until I heard a distant screaming and singing that I realized my two crazy kids were skipping down our street in the pouring rain. 107 more words
My gorgeous little girlie is 10 months today!
She brightens our lives every day lately with her unquenchable curiosity.
With two bottom teeth and two top teeth on the way, she is crawling at the speed of light-much like her brother did, wobbling around the coffee table and couch to practice her standing skills, crawling up stairs and down one, saying “Up” when she feels like it, “Mama” when she needs something, and “Baba” for everything else. 64 more words