will always be the Squab & the Chicken. Seriously, I could somehow cure all the diseases & subsequently bring about world peace, thus allowing everyone to focus on ending hunger & solving the homelessness problem everywhere & those two would still be the best things I had ever done.
So in honor of my birthday tomorrow, yes, I survived the fortieth year intact, I am just going to post one of my most favorite pictures of my babies. It was one of the first ever taken of the two of them together & it is one of the most precious.
So in honor of my birthday tomorrow, yes, I survived the fortieth year intact, I am just going to post one of my most favorite pictures of my babies. It was one of the first ever taken of the two of them together & it is one of the most precious.
The Squab wanted to hold his baby brother & said it would be safer on the hospital bed because of the rails. The Chicken didn't fuss at all. They both fell asleep almost instantly.
If only they could've stayed that little a bit longer. Sadly, this was just last week & now the Squab will be eighteen in three months & the Chicken will be starting high school.
I'm sure anyone who has ever loved a child can understand the bittersweet pangs of nostalgia this (extremely proud) mommy feels every time she looks at the exceptional young men those two have become. It honestly cannot put into words how proud I am of them, but I will never stop trying.
Anyway, as stated tomorrow is my birthday, again. The Stork has to work until five & the Squab works until three. The Chicken has a friend spending the night tonight, so he'll have someone to hang out with tomorrow while I do whatever floats my boat.
Tonight Dad is coming over & we are having a nice quiet dinner. Tomorrow the Squab will be making me some sort of amazing dinner. I'm not sure what it will be, but it will be amazing because let's face it, he's turning into an incredible chef. The Chicken will most likely make me the first cup of that blessed birthday cawfee that is me not having to make it & knowing him, he'll clean all the dinner dishes so I don't have to.
Those boys truly are the greatest blessings & achievements I could ever hope for & absolutely my greatest source of everyday joy. Thank you for indulging my complete & total adoration of them. I promised to never stop bragging about them.
So if I'm not back with another post for a bit, don't worry I'm just old & slightly, randomly, absent-mindedly scatter-brained.
Aloha hugs until whenever,
-Clare
I'm sure anyone who has ever loved a child can understand the bittersweet pangs of nostalgia this (extremely proud) mommy feels every time she looks at the exceptional young men those two have become. It honestly cannot put into words how proud I am of them, but I will never stop trying.
Anyway, as stated tomorrow is my birthday, again. The Stork has to work until five & the Squab works until three. The Chicken has a friend spending the night tonight, so he'll have someone to hang out with tomorrow while I do whatever floats my boat.
Tonight Dad is coming over & we are having a nice quiet dinner. Tomorrow the Squab will be making me some sort of amazing dinner. I'm not sure what it will be, but it will be amazing because let's face it, he's turning into an incredible chef. The Chicken will most likely make me the first cup of that blessed birthday cawfee that is me not having to make it & knowing him, he'll clean all the dinner dishes so I don't have to.
Those boys truly are the greatest blessings & achievements I could ever hope for & absolutely my greatest source of everyday joy. Thank you for indulging my complete & total adoration of them. I promised to never stop bragging about them.
So if I'm not back with another post for a bit, don't worry I'm just old & slightly, randomly, absent-mindedly scatter-brained.
Aloha hugs until whenever,
-Clare
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