Our pastor and his wife came over to see the new baby last week (or was it two weeks ago? I have no idea). Anyway, he asked if we've been thinking about when we wanted to do Cameron's baptism. I laughed and made a comment along the lines that I'm lucky if I even think about taking a shower. And then I started thinking to myself, "Have I even brushed my teeth today? Did I brush them yesterday?"
Boy, life is different with two children. People were right in telling me that it's not just one baby times 2 - it's one baby and one preschooler, and trying to make a family out of it all. But, when Mackenzie comes up to Cameron and says, "It's alright little buddy. Oh, sweetheart, your paci fell out. Here honey, let big sissy put it back in." in her singsong little voice that she saves just for him, and then he stops crying and just studies her face, it's all worth it.
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