The 2 year old, BigMan, at the top of his lungs – “Mama come wipe me!!”
From ThePrincess all the time – “Rub my feet, scratch my back.”
From BigMan upon being told not to touch his t.t. (you know since he’s naked all.the.time.now) – “NO! I not has a t.t.!”
TheOldest on turning 8 – “It doesn’t feel like it’s been 8 years. It feels more like it’s only been 3.”
Any time I get ready to leave the house, from BigMan – “I comin’ wis you!!”
Every single day for the last 2 months from ThePrincess – “Mama, your belly is gettin’ bigger and bigger and bigger.”
From BigMan – “The new baby is comin’ out.. comin’ out.. in just a minute.”
TheOldest while helping me fold the newest baby’s clothes – “I can’t wait to raise this baby. I can’t wait to be his big brother.”
TheMiddlest upon all of us arriving home after 8 hours away – “It smells good in here. It smells like home. It looks like home. It feels like home. And there are lots of cuddly people here just like home.”
