Our youngest biological daughter is 30 years old and left home for college when she was 18. I'm saying this to point out that if James and I had not been called into foster care/adoption, we would have been living alone together for the last 12 years.
And on those really hard days when I think about that - how would I picture my life?
Traveling in something smaller than a 12 passenger van that doesn't fit in any parking garage? Quiet evenings reading together by the fireplace and the book isn't a picture book or sonlight required reading? Cooking food that contains no cream of anything soup? Decorating with potted plants instead of lego tables?
No to all of them.
Here's what I dream of. Putting my scissors down somewhere and oh my goodness - 2 days later they're still sitting right exactly there where I put them.
It's only a dream, but it's sweet.
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For me - it's the tape dispenser. Wesley will tape anything that doesn't move. He is going to love his stocking stuffer this year. His OWN tape dispenser and rolls of tape. I figure by the time his birthday rolls around in March, he'll be ready for more tape :-) The gift that keeps on giving.
Lets not be ridiculous
Seriously.
Nice Article. Thanks for sharing...
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