Brady will be 7 Jan. 5th. Braiden turned 4, Dec. 15th.
They are my angels. Brandon, 17 was here for Christmas.
I will post those pictures next week. I need to download them to the computer first. We had a great Christmas. Brandon was a little depressed when he left, to go back home with Gma and Gpa. Things are so different for him. I love him so much. I think he's growing up a lot. I wish things didn't have to be this way, him not living here. But this is the only way. I know he feels left out sometimes. It was just him and I for almost 10 years of his life. He wishes he could go back to being 5 yrs old again. I try to tell him to appreciate this time. He has two little brothers who love him to death. He isn't locked up. I am very thankful for that. I wasn't too sure about him over the last couple of years. I just pray he'll find peace and happiness. I pray for him all of the time. I miss him so much some days. I mostly miss him being little and on my lap safe and sound. Growing up can be so sad. Sometimes I look at my two little ones, during a bath or quiet times when we're just talking and I hug them so tight and implant the memory of this moment and just whisper in their ear, "I'm really gonna miss you when you grow up". They promise they will always be my good little boys and always visit me. It's so sweet. Now I've made myself cry.