It always amazes (and humors) me how fast my children fall asleep after a trip to Grandma's house.
Poor little guy couldn't even finish his ring pop...
... guess that's what Mom's are for...
... the sacrifices that we make for our kids...
TENDER MERCY MOMENT:
During an easter egg hunt at Grandma's house, a egg went missing. Luckily, it was my oldest son and he handled it with grace. At the last minute, an egg appeared from what appeared thin air. A small miracle in my son's eyes.
*The missing egg was found later when we counted up eggs. Someone had picked up an extra on accident.
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