This is proof that my heart beats every day outside of my chest
in the form of two little blue-eyed boys...
One of them just turned eighteen months old and he is more a toddler than a baby.
And I still can't believe it.
And the other has reached that point where he has been out in the great big world as long as he was comfy and warm inside his little nest.
And I can't believe that either.
They make me smile and they teach me patience and they have shown me that I am a mother bear with instincts to do anything for my little wonders.
Oh, they are overwhelmingly, powerfully capable and strong and tender.
They will run the world some day or cure it of all its madness. I have no doubt.
And with them, I have celebrated my very best days of life.
I've never met little men that whisper such enchanting things with their eyes and their dimples. Seriously.... Have you?
They say that love alone lightens every burden and makes the rough places smooth.
And I think that whoever "they" are - they're oh so right.
Happy Milestones, Babies...
Many, Many More to Come.