When my children were babies, I would spend hours watching them in their sweet slumber, wondering if they dream and adoring everything about them. I was so attuned to them, I could hear them breathe from the next room and wake just before they would cry from hunger or a wet diaper. I would often take them on walks in the moon light on warm summer nights and found myself wishing upon many stars for their happiness and health. As they grew, I lost that magic, or so I thought. Once again I was delighted to find myself under their spell once again, captivated by the awe and wonder that is them....Jackson, Ayden and Landon.
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I love those boys. I love to watch my kids sleep. I think they can look like angels even if they weren't in the day. love ya, Heather
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