I could literally go on and on with the ways in which people have cared for me, but mostly I just want to remember when I look back on this time in my life how grateful I was, and how loved I truly felt.
Today we were playing Memory, just before naptime, in case you couldn't tell. I have to admit my kids are MUCH better at this game than I am, proof that my memory really is awful. Christian's memory is so good, in fact, that he gets downright grumpy when he doesn't make a match. See picture for proof.
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