Usually in the evenings Reed and I have our downtime late in the night around 9:30 or so. Last night I was folding laundry while T was nursing(good multi tasker). Normally we would just talking about the days happenings and so on, what each other needed help with or had going on. But it was different last night, we reminisced about how last year at this time we were one week away from the birth of Taylor. How we didn't know what to expect with two kids. How in a year how our life has changed from a baby girl to a grown up 2 year old to a little boy who has made us see through a new light. We moved into a new house, gotten great use out of our Van, and have become great parents in the midst of it all. Taylors birthday party is this weekend at our house. I am preparing myself for a little crying fit right before everyone shows up and when we light his ONE candle. Okay gotta go now before I start choking up again.
