On my last blog I wrote about how the boys were going to visit family in Arkansas. What I left out was how terribily my husband and I missed these little fellas. Boy, was our house quiet. It was terrible.
Steve and both felt like it was Christmas on Monday because it was the day we were picking them back up. My sister-in-law was meeting me half way. This was honestly, the most excited I have been about anything in a long time. I couldn't get there soon enough.
When I finally got to them, it was all I'd hoped it would be . . . those sweet boys came running in to my arms and Aiden wouldn't let go, while Noah was smiling ear to ear kept telling me how much he loved me and how happy he was. Music to a mama's ears.
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