Two years old

Aaron

Andrew

April 11 is a very special day- the day my two precious boys were born. Today I was thinking about that day and how happy- and scary- it was. Happy because they were finally here and both were alive. Scary because Aaron was so teeny tiny and Andrew would need major surgery within 24 hours, in addition to more down the road. I am so grateful Andrew is doing so well and all that is in the past. Well almost-he is having another surgery on May 10 to repair his right kidney. (His left one was repaired he was 7 weeks old.) And Aaron is not so teeny tiny anymore.

Each morning when I open their door I love seeing their adorable smiles and hearing them say, "Mommy, mommy!". I love watching Aaron and Andrew play together, laugh at each other, 'talk' to each other. I love it when Andrew sits in the driver seat of our van (when it's NOT on) and says with excitement, "Drive dah cah, drive dah cah". I love it when Aaron laughs hysterically at nothing. I love it when Andrew hugs his little doggie that he is so attached to. I love watching Aaron's cute little run with his arms up high and his little legs taking short, but fast steps. I love when they put on my high heels and walk up and down our tile floor in them. I love it when Andrew sits down in my lap and wants me to read a book to him. I love watching Aaron do puzzles- he so fast at them and can stay focused for longer then 10 seconds. I love watching Andrew put on daddy's bike helmet and ride his little tricycle on our patio. I love it when Aaron wants to throw a ball back and forth, or to push cars back and forth. Most of all, I love being the mother of these two beautiful boys that bring me such unspeakable joy. Happy 2nd birthday Aaron & Andrew!!