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Thursday, March 10, 2016

Scent

I walked in Jacks room today and smelled that amazing baby scent.  Alans room had that as a baby too- it's a mixture of baby soap, lotion and just comfort. 
Jack makes me so happy- he's at that age of such innocence and wonder.  Learning and growth and trying to please.  When he only does wrong becuase he does not know- how refreshing to be reminded of this age.  With the big age gap, it's easy to forget about it- dealing with pre teen emotions and drama.  
And then I hear Jack say "yarbage yuck" or garbage truck and I smile to myself- because I'm so lucky, so lucky that God gave me his little soul when he knew I would need it <3

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