Our Spring is full.
My babies are growing.
Life is good. No, it is better than good.
I will work to find the word that can describe our "better than good". Not sure if it exists...
They feel loved.
They know they are the best thing that ever happened to me, because I tell them, lest they forget.
They exude confidence, joy and bliss from every pore.
I see the future in them.
I want to bottle up their bliss and save it for the hard days
I want to stop time in these moments and hold onto the joy.
This one needs me.
He clings more lately.
I savor and struggle with it in equal measure...
There is good in these boys.
I see it growing.
Our family's future is safe in their sweet little hands.
Even if sometimes it feels a bit sticky.