I know…I know, you miss me. ha.
I stopped feeling badly. I stopped feeling sad that my guys were missing out. I stopped feeling guilty that I loved Scott’s boys so dang much, and let myself enjoy them. I have a huge heart. It’s like super-sized. Kinda like my ass. Ha. And it’s not easy to love other people’s kids. In fact, some people just can’t do it. Some people just can’t “get”other people’s kids. They just like their own. Which is fine, I guess. But not me. I truly do adore them. And I adore their dad, too.
There you have it. I think I just might have done okay. Except for one major meltdown which really needs it’s own blog…I think WE did just fine. lol. No, better than fine.
We are BLENDING! ;)