See that good looking man in the middle? That'd be my Phil. We marvel at how fast the first ten years of our marriage have passed. I guess there's something to be said about adding children to one's life. Somehow, no matter how crappy my day has been, how mad I might be at him, my honey can put a smile on my face. Sometimes in those circumstances he gets me to laugh. I love him in the good times, but even more in the bad because I'm determined that we're going to go the distance together, to set an example of love for our kids. To not be a negative statistic. I want to be like his grandparents who have celebrated 60+ years together and still hold hands and kiss in public. Phil was the first and only man I've dated, and I look forward to being wooed by him till the day I die. Yes when I die, because he's already started little things in case of an untimely demise. Yup, living my own "P.S. I love You" love story!
Brown eyed boy on the right would be my spirited Wesley. At three years he barely tips the scales at twenty nine pounds. His size doesn't keep him down. He can already climb in and out of the treehouse on his own. He runs after his sisters with glee, giggling as he runs. He is a barrel full of laughs and has an excellent sense of humor. He even told the knock knock banana joke right once! As others have noted he is a happy go lucky kid who smiles more often than not. It is sooooo hard to keep a straight face while discipling as he usually is grinning at you like a bob cat.
Littlest one on the left is my sweet baby Miles. He is at that age and stage where mama is the only one for him. Poor Phil tries, but that boy just wants his mama. When his siblings get a hold of him and get up in his face he starts crying and looking all around. He lights up when he sees me, and does a little happy wiggle once I rescue him from the smothering attention the older ones bestow. Just last night he wiggled all the way across the bed just to snuggle up to me. Miles lights up my life and I'm so glad that God knows best.
These three guys can make me smile at the drop of a hat, and my life is better for them gracing it.
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