Pretty much every morning after Clint has left for work, I am joined in bed by some combination of children. his morning Steven came first. We watched some news and chatted. Then came Ethan. He curled up right behind me. He was so close that I laughed and asked him "think you can get any closer?" Well, he did. He scooted his little body up as far as he could and said "I'm Closer." Man, sometimes sarcasm is wasted on young people.
This will be my first blog. I am copying the big brother. Seems like I did that a lot growing up. A little background first. I am the only girl in a family of three kids. We are all grown with our own children and still (even being almost 31) that weirds me out. When did we become adults and what exactly does that mean. We still tease,poke, and prod each other. The funny thing? Now it feels like there is so much love behind it. It seems like we all except each other for our similarities and our differences. Maybe that is what makes us adults. Who knows .
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