Friday, July 29, 2011
The Best of Times (so why do I cry so much?)
While looking for something under his bed I found an old pacifier of Benjamin's.
And then I found myself fighting back tears because another baby has begun the steady creep out of babyhood.
Then I gave up the fight.
I'm too tired from cleaning up walls that are marked with poop & permanent markers.
Of course that brought on a different kind of crying all together.
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