After work I had a few minutes alone and popped over to my next door neighbor's house to see their baby. He is adorable and I forgot how nice it is to hold a baby. That is until we were in the kitchen and my husband saw me holding little Evan ( our kitchen windows face each other). He must have told my son that I was next door holding the baby because not a few minutes later, Jeffrey Michael was at my neighbors back door. Just a little jealous, I'd say.
So my little fun with a newborn came to an end and I was rushed back home to the pre-teen angst of Paige and green eyed monster of Jeffrey. Though I miss having a baby, I don't think I could start all over again. Plus it's nice being able to have real conversations with my children. It's giving me some glimpse to the man and woman they are becoming.
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