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Dylan was gone for almost a week. I think we were all equally excited about his return. This picture melts me. 

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My mom bought Rio a "Planes" rug. He was so excited to see it still there the next morning. 

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This is the best ever. Everrrr 

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Dylan has been gone most of the week. Come hoooooome! 

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Words cannot describe the happiness these two give me. They are beyond awesome. 

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I almost can't handle all the sweetness going on in this picture. 

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Mr. Potato Head. I'm so amazed by the things he comes up with. 

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Rain may not realize it yet, but they are best friends. ☺️

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Winter is exhausting. 

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This has truly truly truly been a rough winter. I've never been so desperate for fresh air in all my life. Today we celebrated hitting 20 degrees by going outside. 

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Melissa and I in our younger years. Feels like yesterday. 

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Sibling photos never quite turn out like I envision them, but still enjoyable. 

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Just eating some cheese and being silly. Today he learned to say "cheeeesssee" while smiling at the camera. 

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Rio's shadow. When I saw his shadow I was instantly taken back to his ultrasound picture. He looks almost exactly the same: his top lip softly sticking out, his button nose, and his perfect little head. I'm so amazed at how much of me my babies are, but even more so, how much they are their own little person. 

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Everything about this picture is beautiful. My sweet little baby wrapped up in the blanket my Grammy made for me.  

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Rio has been terribly sick again. It has been a really rough winter for him. My heart feels broken when he is ill. Please hurry, Spring. 

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Rain is officially chubby. She has out grown her 0-3 month pants. I love a chubby baby! 

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Time, stop! Well as soon as Rio gets over pink eye. Then stop. 

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I think about my mornings with Rio as an infant frequently. We would sleep in until around 9, have a big nursie, and then he would sit on my stomach, relaxing on my knees, and make the sweetest, funniest faces. The sun beamed in brightly through our big window and Rio found happiness in the black picture frames hanging behind me. It was simply magical. 

It's not that I don't love my mornings now, they just aren't quite as peaceful. I'm usually trying to nurse Rain and get Rio some sort of breakfast, which usually results in distracting him with cartoons while I make something or sit for a couple minutes to nurse. 

Time goes too fast. While I'm so happy with the memories I have of Rio as an infant, I can't help but feel sad that the days so quickly pass. Sometimes is scroll through Dylan's blog and my heart aches looking at how life has changed. We are so much stronger and I feel like we've grown up a lot, but sometimes I just can't help but miss those days.