So our house usually consists of a lot of noise, so when it becomes quiet you have to wonder what are they getting into. This morning was one of those quiet moments with both girls upstairs and I was downstairs. I began walking upstairs and I could here the most sweet endearing voices. Navey and McKenna were reading each other stories. These precious moments are why us parents don't go crazy half the time. :)
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that is the cutest thing ever! thought you were going to have to yell but instead you got to cry! :) i guess that is why we love being moms! your girls are beautiful!! and btw your hair is getting long and it is so so cute!
What a sweet story. Thanks for sharing, it helps us all hope that one day (or month, or year) we will find a pleasant surprise. Okay, frankly, I'm just hoping they all find good wives in a decade or two or three and give me sweet grandchildren who always give me hugs and obey.
Alright, my boys are pretty great. I felt guilty about what I wrote.
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