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| Unrelated to the story, but still too cute, don’t you think? |
Yesterday, I had one of those surreal moments in time, a moment I had dreamt about years ago, a moment I couldn’t wait for…
I distinctly remember when M was a baby, eight months old or so, and just starting to crawl. The house was so quiet then, with just the drone of daily talk shows filling the silence. I remember watching him explore his surroundings, full of curiosity, full of life. I couldn’t help but think to the future…
I can’t wait to see this little one grow.
It will only be months now until he is walking!
I hope we have many more children to fill this home.
I can’t imagine the day we have all these little ones running around the house.
I hope there’s lots of laughter.
Flash forward four years to today. I sat back and watched as my boys chased each other around and around the first floor of the house. Squeals of laughter filled the air. Little J crawled back and forth, trying to keep up. It was so good.
I am so blessed.
