My babies will be 15 months old next week, and they don't look so little anymore. Bethany "talks" all the time and lately wants to hear Aaron on speaker phone. She points at pictures of him all day long and says Dada, so she's definitely a daddy's girl. Zachary seems more independent, and I love to watch him stack his blocks. He's going to be a deep thinker.
It hasn't been the easiest week because the kids aren't sleeping as well, and they're acting fussier than normal probably because of their teeth hurting. I know I'm truly blessed to have two healthy kids and to get to stay home with them, so a couple of bad days won't kill me. On another note, I turn the big 30 on Saturday! I'm reminded of the Tim McGraw song called, My Next Thirty Years...
I think I'll take a moment, celebrate my age
The ending of an era and the turning of a page
Now it's time to focus in on where I go from here
Lord have mercy on my next thirty years!