Last night our oldest son, Bryce, was wrestling with his youngest siblings. They were laughing and squealing and it was hilarious.
Watching them made my eyes leak (I am very prone to leaky eyes). Bryce leaves for the MTC on Wednesday. Like tomorrow.
Ellie (age 8) saw my streaky tears and she suddenly burst out sobbing which got her older sister, Aubrey (who had joined the fray) crying because they both felt the weight of the fact that their brother was leaving.
Josh threw up his hands and complained about the amount of estrogen in the room....then hugged us all.
I'm sincerely so so excited for Bryce...soon to be Elder DeMoux...for the experiences he will have, the things he will learn, the people he will meet, and the person his mission will help him to become.
But I am also a selfish beast, and I'm really really gonna miss my little boy.
His bags are packed. His room is pretty much empty (and his younger brother is itching to move in). He can hardly wait to plunge into this new chapter of his life.
We're as ready as we're gonna get. A big piece of my heart is Florida bound.
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| This necklace was a gift from a super sweet friend whose son is serving in the same mission. This lady is amazing!!! I love keeping thoughts of my son close by while wearing this. |
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| Four generations of priesthood holders together at the temple. |
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| Found these awesome gator glasses to use at Bryce's barbecue send off. |
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| Yard flamingos to complete the Florida feel of our party. |
