When I told the kids that Aunt Brooke was coming to visit us, Jack clapped his hands together and said "I love my Brooke!"
When she left, he woke up the next morning - very teary - and said, "I miss my Brooke."
That pretty much sums it up. We loved having Brookie visit for the week. Wish she lived closer.
This picture cracks me up. Isaac would start bawling the second we sat him on the cold grass. Maybe it was mean, but we did it a couple times just to see this face.
It was mean.
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Maybe it was mean, but it sure gave him a cute face. What a doll!
:)
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