Replacement parts

Yesterday, someone left a basket of gummy body parts on my desk as a joke. It came with a label "Replacement Parts for when you get worn out." It had brains, feet, fingers, and arms in the mix (gross and kind of cool but definitely funny!). Ironically, I noticed it didn't have any hearts.

Last night, we celebrated both of the boy's birthdays by going to eat sushi. Afterwards, my husband and I helped my oldest son move furniture into the house he is going to share with two roommates. On one hand, I'm excited for him getting to move out. On the other hand, I'm sad that my sweet boy won't be living right down the hall.

I think I might need some replacement hearts.