I feel bad for Elias because I think he gets the short end of the stick as the third child. I don’t have the same time that I had when big sister was born. The novelty has also worn off. I don’t love him any less, but it’s different.
Elias took his first trip out of the country this past week. I’m not sure he’ll remember much about it in 10 years, but he had fun, enjoyed the hotels, and overall, spoke very positively about it. Here he is at the Eiffel Tower with sisters. Sleeping through the Louvre… Loving Disneyland Paris… Ate dinner with uncle William and Remi… Toured the Coliseum Took a train to Florence… And lots more!
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