Tonight I was feeling pretty sad about selling the crib that both Joe and Jack spent the first three years of their lives in. It made me realize that no more babies will come and some day the boys won't need me like they do now. Josh reminded me the boys will always need me, just in different ways at different ages. Then, as if Joe knew I needed cheering up said, "Mama, when I grow up, I'm gonna fall in love with you." How lucky am I!