It’s a hard time of life. You’re not a “little kid” anymore but you’re not a teenager, either. They call them the “tween years,” which I think means you are lost somewhere between the whacky childhood years and the chaotic teen years. Whatever it is, today our Andrew officially enters his last year of the…
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Happy 5th Birthday, Andrew!
I’m writing these little letters way too frequently, but what an incredible joy to see my boys grow! Andrew, I cannot tell you how much I love you. You are…all boy! That’s a good thing, though, because even though so much goes along with it that is less than pleasant, I’ll take it all because…
My Little Boy’s Day
Awakened to the chaos this morning that is my household: two dogs barking to go outside and two kids engaged in the epic struggle of the love-hate relationship they have with each other called brotherhood. The difference today? The battle involved a nine year-old and a THREE year-old. Andrew has left the terrible two’s and…