Good morning my sweet angels.
Daddy finally cut the grass yesterday afternoon and the babies thank him! I went to your graves yesterday when I got home and pulled some weeds. Of course I cried with every weed. It took everything I had in me to finish up. It looks so much better now. I've been thinking that I need to spend more time out there than here. This has been good therapy, keeping my almost year long journal, but I think it's about time to call it a day.
Mama loves and kisses you both.