To Heather, her brood is better than a multi-million dollar mansion with an ocean view, noting how even the most jam-packed of days are made better with a quick snuggle from her son.
“These kids are just so full of life and innocence and happiness and giggles it just melts me,” she explained. “I could be having the craziest day, and I come home and Tristan runs and hugs me, the kids hug me, and I’m like, ‘Oh, that’s my zen; that’s my peace.'”
Though she’s well aware any actual tranquilty is in short supply now that she’s got an avid talker on her hands.
With Tristan mastering new words and even “putting sentences together,” she’s often left floored with her budding conversationalist and his sweet observations.
“I think as adults, you forget about the fun of life sometimes,” said Heather, “and having children brings you back to the excitement of life.”
On the list of Tristan’s favorite simple pleasures: The weekly visit from the garbage truck.
“It drives by,” said Heather, “and it’s, ‘I love the wheels.’ And everything melts in my heart. I’m just such a softy.”
