Note: This was written last night, but I forgot to hit "post." I didn't want to change tenses, so here it is, as is.This afternoon, as I had just crawled up to snuggle for a short nap with Cat (I was never a napper, until I realized it's about the only way I get to sleep next to my husband, EVER!) Tish came to the door and told me that my son Evan
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It's lovely to see them becoming independent and still wanting to keep close ties. Life is pretty grand, huh.
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