We were walking home and stopped at the park on this cloudy day. Tessa was asleep so I was still pushing her in the stroller but staying close enough to Ty (we had the park all to ourselves luckily). And, all of a sudden, I had an overwhelming feeling - Wow, that is my son. He is mine. I. am. so. lucky. He was making some smart observations (as usual) and rather content playing on his own and I was just so proud and happy.
Then, Tessa woke up and I was in double awe.
Sweet moments.
There is nothing like watching your two kids love each other - immensely heartwarming.
That is such a neat feeling ... we are so lucky, huh? Even if we have to be reminded sometimes :-)
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