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I am not a writer. Writing scares me. It makes me cry. It always has. I do not consider myself funny or witty so this is not that kind of blog. I am just a mom who desperately is trying to maintain my sanity and keep track of my days. By the time I lay down at night, my days are a black hole in my head. Most of the time I can't remember things as soon as they happen. Just like that they are gone. This blog is an exercise to help jog my memory at the end of the day. It is a reflection. It is meant to be an outlet and a record that my children can one day look back on with (hopefully) fond memories. Or maybe it will just be my reading material one day when my husband has me committed.
Tuesday, June 2, 2015
"Let the woman do the job"
The kids wanted popcorn and are very particular on the brand and type they like. My husband told the kids we could make popcorn in the popper because he couldn't find any of the microwave popcorn they like. My daughter's response (she's only 5): "oh no, daddy. Let the woman do the job- I know where to find it".
Sweet Mornings
My daughter and I were cuddling in bed this morning and I told her I love her. She responded with "I love you more". So I said "I love you the most". She responded with "I love you to 1009". I said "I love you to infinity and beyond". She finished it with "I love you to the hospital and back". I had no response because I was just giggling. It was such a sweet, innocent response to something she obviously wasn't understanding but was playing along with. I wish I could stop time or that I had a recorder in my head that could tape all these adorable moments.
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