Somebody missed their baby sister.
Tonight at dinner Ethan said I really missed you mommy. I asked him if he was happy to be home and he smiled real big and said yes. Melts my heart. As loud and active as they are, our family just doesn't function completely without all of us here. Chris said it best when he said there is a certain energy the boys bring to our home. They put a hop in your step and keep you moving in the right direction. This is my favorite definition of my boys:
Boy, n.: a noise with dirt on it.
So glad to have my noisy dirt home.
Boy, n.: a noise with dirt on it.
So glad to have my noisy dirt home.
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