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.
Saturday, April 12, 2014
A Few Videos
In calmer, sweeter moments, this is what our house looks like...
And in the not so calm and sweet moments, we leave our house and let them burn off some steam. They're far more confident that I would like them to be.
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