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When Kids Attack
I’ve been knocked down, almost knocked out, had my feet stomped on countless times, and even had a piggy-back ride choke me to the point of seeing stars. All of this from two little people who love me so much they simply can’t stay off me. Their hearts would break if they realized how many injuries I have sustained in this job of raising them. Despite all these bumps, bruises, cuts, and scrapes, I can say with my whole heart that my kids have healed me much more than they’ve hurt me.
Ladies In Waiting
With a little plotting and distraction, almost every day, I make my escape. I slip away from the kids, thankful to be on my own for at least a few minutes. Alone with my thoughts, I am usually distracted as I hurry along, forgetting about the silent audience in attendance. When I step inside, there they are, waiting for me.