I'm not sure what happened. I had these little tiny people who needed me for every little thing. Now I have these giant kids who (I feel sometimes) don't need me at all. Well unless they want to reach something down, or eat hot food. But they brush their teeth on their own (with a final check from a grown-up), put themselves to bed (when they're in the mood), and pick out their own clothes and put them on.
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| Girls at Movies in the Square |
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| Girls at Fort Henry |
I won't say I don't miss my babies. But these bigger girls are great in their own way. They still choose to cuddle with me, they do still want my help with lots of things, and now they tell me how nice my skirt looks, or just that they love me with no prompt at all. Patrick and I made great kids. I can't wait to see what else unfolds on this crazy journey.
Toodles!

