In the last four days we celebrated Naomi's fourth birthday and Mark's eighth birthday. There is NO way, that my "baby" is 8. Seems like yesterday I was in labor. . . . seems like yesterday I was pregnant with him.
He is now eight, and my other "baby" is four years old . . . going on 15, between the clothing and the whims and the arguments. . . .
But I love them both.
They bring such joy to my life.
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