My little baby girl- my miracle baby- turned four at the beginning of the month. I can't even believe how big all my kids are getting. I have started to come to grips with the fact that my kiddos are growing up but it makes me a little sad. I have had to resort to stealing other people's babies (ok, just borrowing) when I need my baby fix, but it's not the same. Most of the time I remember why I am super happy to have kids that can dress, feed, and wipe themselves and generally sleep through the night, but once in a while... I bet most of you mommas know what I'm talking about.
I was amused by this conversation with Leah and Joseph:
J: I need a baby brother. I will name him "Flying Horse".
L: If I have a baby sister I will name her "Crystal Snowflake Sparkle".