We left Tyler on December 26 at 5 a.m. eastern time, and we drove home with only two stops for the boys to stretch their legs. By the time we made it home, the kids were so happy to be back in familiar surroundings with their things and their beds. Michael went around the house greeting things. Most especially his toys. He'd tell each one "happy to see you, train; happy to see you, animals, happy to see you, horse."
We left a pretty cold Texas and traded it in for a beautiful Florida. We went to the park, and I dressed the kids in long sleeves. By the time we left, all of us were sweating.
My baby. I can't believe how big they are getting. The other day, we measured the kids, and James is the shortest at 39.5 inches. Ryan and Michael are both a smidge over 40 inches. They are wearing 4-5T clothes. How did it happen so fast?
I would describe Michael as a unique child as this photo of him laying naked on the floor with his blanket over him eating ice cream would attest. He loves to read books especially the monkey book and Rise and Shine. He is the best singer we have. A rendition of the Veggie Tales theme song could last a half hour. He will tell you if you are allowed to sing.