7.00 in the morning, and it's nice and peaceful (and apparently a little chilly - Jarom). The kids were munching on their breakfast and Wes and I just stared at them, and I thought about how amazing it is that these are our kids and how much I love them… so on, so forth, and all that sappy stuff.
Do you ever get moments like those?
Like you just can't believe that all these people are yours?
It was a beautiful reflective moment.