It all started with the lady I tutored calling her son her treasure. I thought that was neat so I started telling my oldest son that he was my treasure. When I said it to him, he whispered, "Treasure", as if I was telling him a secret. My babies, all four of them, are my treasure.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
I know it's been a little while, but I've had projects that I've been working on. I did want to post a few pictures, though. The first two are of Luke at about a year old.
We had to find a new home for the puffs after this.
The second two are of Eli today. My favorite part is the Cheerio stuck to his chin.
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