Thorn: Saying good-bye to Justin and the kiddos. Duty called.
I am not sure this part of my life will ever get an easier. I hate leaving the kids. I hate leaving my husband. And those 29 miles to the airport are the hardest 29 miles I have to drive. Not too mention how blurry those 29 miles are from the tears streaming down my face. Thats right I am one big, fat whimp! Add a little Brad Paisley's Anything Like Me and you officially have one hot mess on your hands. But I chose this. I love my job. I love the people that I work with and the cities that I get to visit. And I love knowing that the boys are in the best hands possible while I am away-their Daddy's, but all that doesn't make it any easier to leave.
Roses: Kaden's compliment.
A few posts ago, seen here, I talked about manners and how proud I was of my son and the wonderful manners he has picked up. But I am sure that probably doesn't come as a surprise to anyone. Aren't we all proud of our kids? Sure there are times where we might be more proud of them than others but none-the-less still proud.
Justin sent me the below pictures tonight...
Can't help but smile when I read something like this and brag a little...
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