Besides, she can kick Tyler's butt when he needs it and yet she does it so sweetly.
Tyler was a good baby. He was 7lbs. 8oz. Five ounces larger than Josh. It was Tyler's head. It was big then and never stopped growing. He had the curliest blond hair and most mischievous glint. He always looked as though he had a halo around his head. He was also the main instigator.
I called it mischievous curiosity because the boys were always experimenting with something. Just to see how things worked or what would happen if they took the screws out of the car windows. Little things like that and oh, did I mention they barbequed their mud pies in the sand box. Tyler wasn't even 3 and Marin was only 2 weeks old. Josh was 7 and Brandon 4. Those days were busy.
Well, now my baby boy will get married to such a lovely, intelligent, graceful, wonderful young lady. I couldn't have picked anyone better. I love his smile when he looks at her or when he talks about her. I love what she brings out in him.
And now, I want to introduce you to my future grandchildren that I will have when they get married.
This is Zoey 4 and Dakota 2.
Cute, huh?
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Congrats to the future newlyweds! That's so exiting! Even better that you love her. What a blessing!
So how are you all? How was Tyler's wedding and your summer? I'll keep watching for an update!
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