Living Life for Lans

It's official. . .I am the grocery store buzz kill. Every time I am out shopping with my boys and yours, the sweet little old ladies go nuts for them and are filled with compliments and questions of "triplets?" Rather than just saying, "Thank you, they are perfect!" I go and tell them all about how wonderful you are and how much we miss you. I turn those smiles upside down. . I just miss you. And apparently I want the world to know it.

I found this picture in my phone. I had sent it to you when you were in the hospital with the caption, "Got bagels?" You wrote back in regards to Mr. Andrews chubby thighs, "Those are my favorite kind of bagels! I love that baby."

We always joke, "Ever wonder what Lans looked like chubby?" On que someone will hold up that chubby little you. Your boys are so precious.

I was talking to Ben a few weeks ago and he said he feels like his purpose and drive left with you as every goal and plan you two had worked toward included you- basically zombie status. Your boys keep him going. I told him sincerely that you must be so proud watching him. I remember you teasing him when he was trying to reason with 18 month old Matthew to get in his car seat. 45 minutes later (you were in too much pain to pick Matthew up) you said to Ben, "Ben. . Ben. . . Ben. . .Ben. . . come on, grow a pair. I know you can do it, just put him in his car seat. " :) The task was so overwhelming to him then but let me tell you he has stepped it up. He has those boys dressed and fed and to my house by 9:00am and they are even happy! He loves them so much and is doing so well with them. Discipline even! I am certain you are blown away by how well he is doing considering he just lost his compass.

Love you. . .still cryin' over you.