I love watching them play together. All three of them. I’m so grateful for my family. They rock my world. Every once in a while, you get those glimpses of… I’m not sure of the word. Success, maybe. Yesterday, Mr. Napping and I were cleaning up the kitchen so we had space to make pizzas for dinner. Monkey went down for a late nap, so when I went a woke him, he took a little longer to actually get up. When he did he walked out to the Family Room, where Gator was playing on the floor, laid down next to Gator and put his arm around his brother. They just laid there for a few seconds. It was just a mere moment, but it was one that touched my heart. How lucky am I to have these boys? The Mr and I just looked at each other with smiles. So, like I said, I’m not sure of the word. Success, pride, joy, love, maybe a little of all of those. Whatever it was, it was a little thrill to my soul to see the way my family is growing and to realize how amazing my boys are. I love them.
