So, my little brother moved to Florida. He moved in hopes of improving things for he and his family. Florida is far. The distance makes me sad. I would love nothing more than for our children to grow up down the street from one another. My mom (making no secret about it) would love the same. I spoke to him, in length, about his decision to move. He has to do what is right for his family. I respect that. Good luck little brother. I'm here for you if ever you need me.
Nana and her grandbabies!
Cousins.
B, Z, and "Baby Noah"-always.
Crazy Aunt and Uncle!!
Sweet boy.
Nana's youngest grandchild.
Mama's youngest child.
The signature "look away".
Until next time...
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