This morning my son woke up at 4am screaming like a banshee because his mouth was hurting (teeth) and he mostly kept it up until 6:15, varying the volume only slightly. Somewhere in there my daughter gave me a hug and said, “Mommy, I wish I had your eyes and you had mine.”
I have two children. One is smaller and one is bigger.
THIS IS NOT A MOMMY BLOG.
Devon, I very much hope that before you spread your wings to soar across bigger horizons, you write and illustrate a children’s book or two. You have great gifts.