Mike was been gone too long I think... It was just wierd not having him in the house. I know he had a great time at his grandfather's house and being home will be much less exciting (i.e no ponds to fish, no mountains to climb, no bb guns to shoot, no camp fire pits to ignite) but he belongs with us. It's now official, he is not allowed to grow up... at least in the mind of his mother.
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Aw, I know what you mean, Steph! I've often told my girls to "Stop growing up!" To which my now 5 year old daughter laughingly replies "We can't!"
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