Day 548
The best part of my day? When Matt came home from working overtime, and all four of us played together until bedtime. We chased each other around the house. We tickled. We laughed. We blew raspberries on bare baby bellies. There is something so magical about playing with a child. I mean, really playing. Really getting into it. The art of play is something special. It's a talent we all at one point possessed, but over time, it's like...we forget how to do it. And then there are nights like tonight when it all comes rushing back at you. When you forget about bedtime and cleaning up toys, and you just play. It feels so, so good to do that. Thankful for Adelyn and Tobin. Thankful for all they teach me.
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