SO TIred. is how i feel. And how I’ve felt much of this year. I know I’m a broken record to people who ask, but it is what it is right now. Max is now one year old and still wakes up at 4:30 in the morning expecting me to come and help him [...]
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SO TIred. is how i feel. And how I’ve felt much of this year. I know I’m a broken record to people who ask, but it is what it is right now. Max is now one year old and still wakes up at 4:30 in the morning expecting me to come and help him [...] Last week Lula wanted to discuss the word RICH. When I said that the “cake was rich” while doling out a tiny sliver of my dark chocolate and espresso birthday cake, Lula said, “I thought that rich meant a lot of money.” I said, ” It’s more like a lot of good, like lots of [...] My daughter Lula has this ritual at bedtime. Just as we are about to make the escape from her room and close that door behind us, she calls out, “Can you stay with me for just one minute?” and anyone with a brain knows what that means, and when we agree because we have accepted that [...] |
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