My girls picked up the downstairs, that included my office. Before I learned they picked up my office, I declared, "I hope you didn't mess up my office." They did, and it looks great.
Included in my office is a sweet, sweet poster. It has all my girls' pictures on it, with their little brother. It has "1# Dad, from Madeline" and "To: DAD, from: Terra, Madeline." What a treasure. Misty has a HUGE poster in her office, Madeline taped together a 3x3 sheet of 8.5 x 11" papers and wrote how much she loves Mom, and a portrait of the two. In a few years, this will be the last thing on these girls' minds.
Then you hear Jack crying, because the girls are trying to carry him around the house like a sack of potatos and you think, "THAT'S IT!!! I've had it, he's old enough to walk and he's not an American Girl doll, he wants to walk." Then halfway to the location of the screaming, Jack is laughing hysterically as the girls chase him and you think back, they won't get younger, this won't last long. Treasure it. at least until the next time someone screams (hopefully that's not me).
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My thoughts exactly!
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