I rock them to sleep with spoken lullabies of love. Love that never fails and endures through time. The love of their mother who prays to be enough. The love of Grandparents in heaven who are always near. And the greatest Love of all. The Love that heals broken hearts and dreams. The Love that soothes fears and promises a life complete. The Love that brings light to the dark and joy to the sad. Their lullaby is a story of children loved so deeply on both sides of the veil.
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I love the pic where Alice looks like she just realized she's covered in toxic goo. Vaseline is never as fun as it looks.
You could call my sister and commiserate with each other about the vaseline. No matter where Codi hides it, Emry finds it. I think it's something like 6 cans she's gone through, and ends up looking like a greased hog for about 2 weeks everytime.
Ah yes, I seem to recall Bennett in a similar fix. Only he topped off the vasoline with baby powder. It reminded me of that goo we played with as children. You know the one, made of..what was it...baking soda and water? I guess that isn't nearly as sticky as vasoline and baby powder. Wow, am I still talking? Are you actually reading all this? If so, mazel tov.
Or was it cornstarch?
So cute! I'm glad you can still be all smiles after a day like that. You just can't help but smile at the little stinkers!!
I just love when they want to know what everything is. I think she is so cute covered in slimmy goo.
AWESOME
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