Each morning, I make the boys their chocolate milk. As I'm walking up, they look at the cups and call out as to which one they want. This morning, Matthew couldn't think of the word for the cup he wanted. He said, "that one." I looked at him confused, so he said, "I want the one in your middle hand." Those moments where they remind me how little they are, make my heart smile. =)
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