Tornadoes.

I spend an awful lot of time lately complaining. But yesterday both of my boys climbed up on the couch, right on top of me when I was trying to rest, and kissed my cheeks.

Slobber grosses me out exponentially more than usual when I’m pregnant, but this experience was so sweet that I embraced it

I love my little tornadoes.

Having a brotherly chat.

 

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