When My Last Baby Turned 4
This summer my baby, John David, turned FOUR. He was quite pleased with himself. Was I sad that my last baby is not so much a baby anymore? Well, no, not really because I have babied the stew out of him. Basically, he still looks like a baby to me, so it hasn’t hit me yet. It was completely different when my oldest child, 7 years ago, turned 4 years old. I wasn’t the least bit sad. I was ecstatic!! […]
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