That’s the opposite of what I intended.

Today, because it’s Friday and I am in a cheerful mood, I thought I would share with you, my blog friends, two of the most precious photos ever taken:

Meet my anniversary nephew.

With his mischievous older brudder.

If someone ripped out my heart with chopsticks and filleted it with a santoku knife and fried it up on one of those huge circular grills that they use to make volcanic onions, I don’t think it would cause even a tiny percentage of the heartache I feel at not being able to see these precious little boys every day of their lives.

And suddenly I’m not in such a good mood anymore.

About Camille

I'm Camille. I have a butt-chin. I live in Canada. I was born in Arizona. I like Diet Dr. Pepper. Hello. You can find me on Twitter @archiveslives, Facebook at facebook.com/archivesofourlives, instagram at ArchivesLives, and elsewhere.
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