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When we need some Ange-therapy, we call Ange. Yes, we. Not just me.
Jude has stood up in his crib at all hours of the night/morning yelling, "I need AJJIE, NOW!". Mark cries himself to sleep, almost, until he can call Angie and ask, "When you coming back Angie?" And even James and I, text Angie every now and again (and more), "Think you can come over, we miss you...".
Yes, we also text her, when we can't put Jude to bed :S Some parents, we are... But hey, what's a fella supposed to do? Especially when Angie is around... Thank you for spoiling us rotten Angelina! We love you to bits!
There's no doubt about it, Angie is one of us on the inside :) If you don't believe me, well, ask her :)
Thank you Angie for all you do for us & all you mean to us.
For numerous impromptu visits, and for all the planned visits, for the way you've loved your way into our boys' hearts, for your good way with them, for all the fun together, for HW nights and non HW nights, for fibromyalgia conversations, and pre-calculus conversations, for bringing your friends over (thank you so much!!! We love you Autumn!), for long chats and even longer massages, for numerous car-trips/van-trips together (No, Joe, you don't get to steal her everytime, but we'll share - for a small fee...), for feeling @ home in every possible way, and for making us feel at home with you, for Sunday School chats, and choir chats, for "girl" talks, and non-girl talks, for encouraging texts and "I-love-you-more" texts (!!!), and for sometimes just coming and hanging out and falling asleep, for winning your way into our hearts and for staying there, no matter what. WE LOVE YOU ANGE WITH ALL OUR HEARTS.
(And one day, we will go to where those palm trees are calling... u know where :)... just you and me... and maybe James (?)... o yes, we will :) I know we will.)
Tomorrow, you graduate.
I wish I could be there.
I probably won't.
But, I'll be thinking of you the entire time - and be proud as a mamma eagle-hen whose fledgling-chick has learned to fly!
And, on Friday, I'll see you again!
"Oooooooh, it's a jolly holiday
With Angie
Angie makes your 'eart so light
When the day is gray
And ordinary
Angie makes the sun shine bright! (butterflies flitter by)
Oh 'appiness is bloomin'
All around 'er
The daffoldils are smilin'
At the dove
When Angie 'olds your 'and
You feel so grand
Your 'eart starts beatin'
Like a big brass band (boom-boom-boom)
Oh, it's a jolly holiday with Angie
No wonder that it's Angie that we love!"