Sloan & Abby
These two are the best of friends. Lately they are all abuzz about the two cutest boys they know. For real? I really didn't think I'd have to deal with the giggles and swiissishhhhsiss (this is the sound of whispering, just in case you didn't know) and the boy craziness for at least a few more years. So far it's all pretty innocent. It's so strange to watch these moments while they are happening. Where did my chubby cheeked little tot go to? Why do they have to grow up so fast? When we got home the other day I informed the girls that I would give them the giant box that we had brought back all their Christmas Carnage in, so they could play with it outside. You would have thought I had given them the world. The girls took it outside, colored on it, played in it and then eventually sat in it. Snuggled together like any two best friends would on a cold day, in a box, with a journal, that I know had writings about who was the cutest guy. I will never peek. That would just be rude. So as grown up as they are trying to be, they still are so very young. And that's fine with me.