So, it's that time of year. With all the birthdays.
Little Jae turned 3, three weeks ago, and I managed to get by without a sappy, tear-inducing post about how MYBABYISGROWINGUPGAHHHHH. You are welcome.
Big Jay turns 6 tomorrow... and for the first time since Little Jae was born, I think his is hitting me harder.
Regardless of the mix of positive and nostalgic emotions that happen this time of year for me each year, the fact is that these two are awesome.
For those of you that don't know my babies? They really are awesome, and I am their mom, so I know. I'm so blessed with happy, healthy and amazingly hilarious children. Really blessed. Thank you, God, I owe you, man.
I am sparing everyone of the annual run-down of their accomplishments. Not because they didn't have any, but because I wouldn't know where to start. They've both gone from babies to children this year. Both of them, at the same time. And I don't know how that happened.
But it's awesome. And they are awesome. And this next year is going to be full of even more awesome than we have had in the past year. Lots more.
So, happy birthdays, Big & Little. I love you both dearly. I don't know who I'd be if you each hadn't turned me into your mom.
