I can't help it. These boys of mine have me mesmerized. It's the eyes. I swear, it's the eyes. They are so telling, so deep, so dark brown, so full of knowledge; sweet innocent knowledge...things we adults could never understand or fathom. Things we don't even know they know. Do they see the angels? Do they see the spirits of our loved ones who have gone on before us? I think they do....I'll never know for sure till the day I die, but my heart says they do....
Look at these eyes....
This is Jacob with his Auntie Psyche.
Kay. this pisses me off. It won't upload. Why does it do this to me? It works in the beginning, then it stops letting me upload. Argh. I'm going to re publish my whole blog and try again. Nothing's ever easy. Hammit.
J
You cook, you clean, you go to work, you nourish, you love, you scold, you are professional and yet you hang your hat on every dust particle in your home. You are a woman. Some women are Moms and some are not. You are still a woman. We are all made similarly. We are strong.
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