Shay
Natalie was a doll. I noticed Christine starting to fidget the more time went on, getting closer to the two-hour mark. She let Natalie down, who was starting to whine after she woke up and wanted to explore. With the amount of power tools around, I wasn’t comfortable letting the two-year-old wander around by herself.
She toddled around with an unsteady gate but with the enthusiasm all toddlers have. Everything she reached for was extremely dangerous, and it didn’t seem like her mother cared. She was too busy trying to get Bryson’s attention, who was completely ignoring her and talking to Conner and Bryce. They were talking about his furniture and I saw a lot of pieces that could be in our place soon.
My heart was happy for Bryson. I could tell how much both him and Conner miss
