Becca
The cool air was a welcome sign that Fall had finally arrived. The leaves were beginning to changing colors; browns, reds and yellows painted the back of the pastures in beautiful colors. When the sun set in the evenings it looked like it was something straight out of a painting somewhere.
“Hurry up b***h or we are going to be late.” Mandy yelled from the front porch steps.
“I am coming. Cut me some slack. I got two of these.” I said as I held up one of the baby carriers. Gabriels, to be exact. She took the carrier and cooed at my sleeping son.
“Sorry. I still can not believe they are finally home.” Mandy said as she carefully walked down the steps and to my SUV. Adrian had surprised me with it not long after the twins were born. He said that I needed something sturdier than my
