My boys make me smile. I love that Owen thinks I sound like the ocean (does that mean I'm loud? Soothing? Hmmm....) and that I smell like a vanilla candle. I especially love that he knows that I love him. I love that Jeffrey likes to do things with me when I'm grumpy (what does that mean exactly?) and that he thinks I am a good mom. These things make me smile. They make me feel good about the kind of mom I am. It's good to have those reminders, to know that maybe I am doing some things right. Love these boys of mine.
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