We met our good friends for breakfast a Sunday ago. Greta and Cohen are great friends and it had been such a long time since we had seen them. We got there much earlier than the crowd - we are up before the sun. Greta and Cohen played and shared Cheerios. They were so sweet with their blankets and hugs. I know that they won't be like this forever, but I love it more than anything else when I see loving children. Especially mine. Maybe it balances out the temper tantrums that I try so hard to calm each day... Maybe this is my little reward. So, Greta and Coco shared a bag of Cheerios on the floor laying nose to nose, and I had biscuits and gravy and Jack had boob, and it turned out to be a morning worth writing about.
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