Get ready Lillie, that binky's gone for real this week! Ope--- is that my backbone? Over there in the corner leaning up against the wall? Was looking for it...
The voices in my head say this week will be just like the rest. With ups and downs and mental institutions. Bedtime routine being what it currently is, there will be some violence. Not against children, but against toys that are innocently resting in my path when my patience goes to bed for the night. Sorry, toys, you might get kicked... Mama's tired.
There is so much going on in the world. Even in my tiny little circle of acquaintance there is divorce, death, loss, heartbreak, disappointment, loneliness and despair. I soak up what could be, and for now, count myself lucky that somehow things are going really well for us. We have enough. We're lively. And I hope it stays that way.
Not convinced we party? Look at Matilda's face.
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We finally took Addy's pipe away. And then, I went into labor and stole one we had bought for the new baby and gave it to her. I'm a total sucker. No pun intended.
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