When we aren't arguing and whining, and when we're doing what we should, the house feels like a little bit of heaven. Really, we have a bunch of angels living in the Gallaher house (seen and unseen), and I am grateful for all of them. Those unseen angels are there to help our little Grayson angel when he is feeling a bit too curious. We aren't perfect, but I hope everyone is taking away the good from each day and treasuring those things up in their memories. I sure do love these kids.
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