I’m grateful today for these kinds of moments:
6:03 a.m. Sunday morning, 2 stowaways in our bed, Jacob’s snoring keeping us all awake, Caleb rubbing our arms whispering "Mom’s arms are softer than Dad’s because hers aren’t hairy", and this little life inside me acting like he needs to make his presence known too.
Something about it seemed precious to me…thank heaven for families.
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