The second one is different and exactly the same.
The second one is harder and easier.
The second one is predictable and surprising.
The second one is more work and less work.
The second one is a thorn in the side of the first one, and a partner in crime.
The second one strains your family and strengthens it.
The second one is worth it, Mrs. Chicky, HBM, and Mrs. Chicken. I promise it is.
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Thank you, friend. I can't wait for my girl to have a brother, and for my heart to double in size.
Not to mention: o, the blog fodder!
OMG - this made my eyes feel leaky. Beautiful words MM.
Thanks for this. I'm not thanking you for the resulting tears but for the beautiful sentiment.
*sniff*
Great post! So much truth there!
beautiful, MM. sweet *and* depth-y. like a good pie. *wink*
So sweet. Almost makes me want another :)
you got it. every single one.
I've read a lot of these, but this is one of my favourite entries!
I love this- I'm not there yet but I can already tell this is completely true.
PS Johnny has two, so it must be a good idea
True, so very true.
I know these are probably true, but with just one, I'll never be sure!
eeeeee! oooooh! encouragement!!! tee hee!
Amen and AMEN!!
I want to sell my second one right about now. But he's just too darn cute despite his devilish ways.
I'm holding you to that promise ;)
xoxo
Well said.
I'm hanging on to the "worth it" part! :)
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