She's the little mother. She loves babies and helping out around the house. She sews buttons and makes little books. And the little girl can rock the house on "Psycho Killer", both drums and vocals (I'm not sure that this is such a smart parenting move on my part but there's no turning back now). She attempts to get away with things and sometimes I let her, just because we are so much alike.
She's goofy and serious and loving and sensitive and she's my heart.
My Charlie
He makes me crazy but does it in such a sweet and hysterical way that I can't fault him for it. He's the "class clown". Chris and I are probably going to have a lot of parent-teacher conferences in our future but I know that his teachers won't be able to help themselves. They'll love him.
He's loving and trying and caring and funny and he's my heart.
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And I get to come see them, and you, TODAY!!! Tell them to be prepared to be squeezed to death.
Tough to write a comment, because I just melted.
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