Lucky for me, my hubby has been taking good care of Baby Jack. Today he went to Jack's St. Patrick's Day celebration at school, and then they made their way to a reptile expo. I was actually sad I wasn't there - I missed out on the fun. Tomorrow morning, Brad will take Jack to SoccerTots, and they'll have more good father-son bonding time. I'm thankful for that, but I just want to be right there with them. I'm thinking I'm never going away again. Ever.
Lucky for me, Brad sent this picture last night to cheer me up. Baby Jack in his St. Patrick's Day t-shirt I bought and then didn't get to see him wear! He looks so grown up...where did my baby go?
Oh, how I can't wait to hug and kiss on those little cheeks! And now, like a little kid who rushes off to bed on Christmas Eve so Santa will come faster, I'm going to sleep so that the morning will come, and I can head home to my little family whom I love so very much.
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