Angels Perspective
"Clay, baby, will you grab Sapphire's and Sienna's dolls please? They are on the step," I yelled from our new white Escalade that held our 5 children all secured in their car seats.
"Yes, Angel. One second, I have to fill up Christian's juice," he yelled back from the stone porch of our house that we have lived in for about 3 1/2 years now. It was the middle of November, the kids celebrated their third birthday last month and Clay and I celebrated our third anniversary two weeks ago.
"Mommy?" Alexander cried from the middle row of seats.
"Yes, Zander," I replied as I looked back at him. I had just secured him into his car seat.
"It's too tight," he simply said. He was the most well behaved of all of the kids, and self sufficient. "Can I try it?" he asked calmly.
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