I have been blessed to do many things in my short life thus far. But every experience and accomplishment pales in comparison to these kids. Ugh, they are my life. They bring me comfort and joy and a peace amidst the chaos of raising them. I remember crossing the finish line at my 50K and was then handed Levi. I should've been thinking about just running 30 miles and what an awesome thing that was but all I could think about was the squishy baby in my arms and that holding him brought me more joy than anything else.
These kids? Yeah, they're my world.