I baby sat Parker and Pruitt this weekend. She's rocking 3 and a half months. Turns over and may crawl soon. Parker celebrates his third birthday this week. As I was rocking Parker to sleep, I couldn't help but notice that his legs dangle past my knees. I remember when his feet didn't even hit the top of my jeans. He still likes his back rubbed and tolerates my singing. A wave of love went through me as I held him. Still. Stronger than ever. Each time I hold him I feel a surge of love.
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