Nights like tonight. These are the nights that I am so glad my 1 is back. I mean, 2 had her other sisters here, she did. But 3 is 6 years younger and 4 is 8 years younger than 2. It's just not the same.
I was thumbing through my church binder tonight. The same binder that went to Sunday School with 1 and The Husband while I was helping out in Nursery with Carver and my little 2-year-old foster girl. Anyways, I was looking for something and I found a hidden letter from 1. Apparently the Sunday School teacher failed to mesmerize her this day. And this is what it said:
Dear Mom, Why does Todd always sleep in church?! I don't understand. I miss you. I miss Carver. Boys are stupid. I never want to kiss one again! Unless it's XXXXX. Or XXX. Or that cute dude in our Ward as long as he isn't creepy. Maybe. I still haven't decided. I want MEATBALLS! Please Please PRETTY Please. Red ones. AND white ones. Because I like both. Alot. Do you love me? Because I love you. I'm going to poke Todd now. Until he wakes up. Do you think it will annoy him? Me too.
Does that help you get it a little better? Why I missed her so desperately when she was a state away?
And please, do yourself a favor and watch all three of these videos. Because these are the nights that make life everything.