Sweet Memories

The way Lydia giggles when Timmy talks to her.

Finding Timmy asleep in my Dads room.

Popsicles with my kids. Grace looks like such a baby. Sometimes I forget she’s only three. 

Timmy playing football with our priest. 

A mommy love pile.

Roasting pretend marshmallows on a pretend fire and climbing real trees. Sometimes I have to just sit in my front yard and look out and pretend I live in the mountains.

Flying Kites! & these kids were so good at it.


I hope he wants to snuggle with me always. You can never know when the last time will be. No one tells you that on this such and such a date cuddling with your mother will be uncool. I hope never. 

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