Right now my children are 7, 5, 3 1/2, and 10 months. And every age is so special and unique. Not to mention every child.
I just tucked them all in. Maryanna was taking every last second to tell me one more thing - the oldest maneuvering a little bit. Lola was interrupting everyone, struggling to sit still in an attempt to stay awake a little longer... I tickled Powell through his covers and he let out a gut busting belly laugh. *contented sigh* Christopher goes to bed half an hour before the rest so I always check in to see what position he fell asleep in. Oh precious sleeping baby...
Sometimes I really feel like a cup that's overflowing. Only it's coming out all of the cracks too. My memory just can't hold on to all those details that I want oh-so-badly to retain. Maybe I should just focus on the 'overflowing' part.
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