All I want for Christmas…
…is my sweet goofballs.
It’s easy to love each other when we’re watching tv.
Tomorrow, they’ll be 7. I can’t believe how quickly they are growing up and becoming young men. Already, their precious innocence is turning into wisdom and precociousness and a wicked vocabulary. I am loving this, and also missing my babies.
After school on Friday, we went to the Polar Plaza to celebrate winter and had a blast.
For now, Noah and Jesse love dressing up – and if I may – they really are the handsomest boys ever.