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The Cryer

It's often the reason for laughter among my family and friends. That's right....I'll admit it. I'm a cryer! Let me clarify, I am generally a strong person and I can hold in my emotions (most of the time), but when it comes to my kids and their milestones? I am an absolute cryer! I'm not sure if it's because life is flying so fast, the fact that I am done having babies, so each milestone is for the last time or maybe it's because I am learning the reality of letting them go and be who they want to be. 

Rhylan's first day at daycare - bawling. 
Rhylan's first day at preschool - bawling. 
Rhylan's first tumbling class? - yep, I cried! 
Kindergarten Round Up - you get it! 
Hearing my girls say my name - tears!

I'm just so proud of my kids. As cheesy as it sounds, it's the truth. Seeing life through their eyes just fills me with emotion.

Preschool graduation is just around the corner! And yep, you guessed it! There I will sit, better yet stand and cheer with eyes full of tears. And as my girls grow, the cycle only repeats itself. There's something about being a mom that just fills me with emotions. I can't help it! And I'm not ashamed! 

But if you have any tissues handy, feel free to share! 





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