You know, you could write a book! (and someday you should)
I remember when my girls were little, toilets overflowing, pills stuck in ears, disjointed joints, my husband overseas, broken down wash machines, unexplained fevers, sleepless nights, a bird in the car, the cat in a tree, my two year old on the ground with a great big dog hovering over the top of her, and for some ungodforsaken reason, most of these things all happening at once. BLESS YOU. I hear you...loud and clear!!
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~Karen
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