Rocking my babies...

I complain a lot about being home all the time with the kids. A day like today makes me happy and appreciative that I am able to be here. I was rocking Joey this morning and Ansley comes up and climbs in my lap too. It was a tight squeeze, but I cannot tell you how good it felt to hold both of them, neither one crying, their arms wrapped around me. Ansley looked up at me and smiled and said "my love you". I wanted to cry. Just when you think you cannot possibly love them anymore, you do.