Dear Son #3, You are six months today, wow time flies. I feel like we were just bringing you home for the first time, your sweet little face brimming with hope about this new world you have entered. So peaceful and quiet, Mommy and Daddy constantly snuggling you and always at your beck and call… Continue reading It’s hard being the third child.
Dear Son #1, The countdown is over. The big day is here. I packed your robot backpack with your spare underwear and socks. Your Toy Story lunch box is packed with way more than you eat in a day. And I labelled everything except you. It’s your first day of school. And Mommy’s a hot… Continue reading First Day of School.