The way my husband holds Morgan's hands in his, walking across the parking lot, with each finger intertwined.
The way Bailey climbed in between my mom and I on the couch tonight, took one of each of our hands and made it where all three of us were holding hands.
My mom touching my belly, telling her grandson bedtime stories; kissing him and telling him goodnight.
Morgan climbing up into Bailey's bed at night, saying, I think I'll just sleep with sissy, so she's not scared.
My girls, giggling and whispering for twenty minutes, before they finally fall asleep.
My friends calling my mom a cheat at Pictonary, telling her that no one can be that good.
My husband, telling me that if this baby is a girl, he wouldn't really mind. And if it's not, we should have one more.
The smell of home made food; the love of family; and the laughter of friends, I hope I always remember it all.
Monday, August 4, 2008
When I'm old, I hope I remeber....
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You will. And, if for some odd reason you don't, here it is. The beauty of blogging!
You have a beautiful life.
I hope so, too.
Aw. What a great family!
I hope you do to! Thanks for the reminder to look for the simple but good things in life!
sniff sniff...wonderful.
I love this post!
you will remember it all. esp since you just wrote it all down here:) and yes have one more:) lol
Someone will read you this list and help you...
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