This is Noah. He's a year and a half - well slightly older. I haven't seen him in a year. I positively do not like that I haven't seen him in a year. This must be rectified.
I would love to be able to read Noah books, have chatty conversations, take walks together, play tickle monster, and wrap my arms around him and snuggle.
You know. Normal grammy stuff.
Those words that say, "this makes my heart go pitter patter," All true!
Elizabeth is in the Air Force like I was.
Now I know exactly how my Mom felt when I had Elizabeth, Ashley, John, and Jarrod and we always lived far away.