Our quiet, little house is currently filled with the sounds that are unique only to little people.
Rhyming words from Dr. Seuss stories are read repeatedly.
Giggles and squeals of delight from tons of tickles fill the room and bounce off the walls.
Bath-time suddenly turns into playtime, and the sound of water splashing travels down the hall.
The sound of the rocker lulls a sweet little girl (and her Aunt Sarah) to sleep.
Soft snores are heard as the two little people give into sleep after a busy day of play.
These sounds make me smile & cause me to be thankful for the memories being made.
But...my heart longs for the day when our house is filled with these sounds because of one certain little person. Come home soon, Sam.
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