“Oh gee whiz! That really is the coolest!” I say to myself on my cynical days.
I want to be the happy mom again. My little ladies are five and three. It is their job to test me. My eldest has ADHD and my youngest just learned how to exert her independence… my buttons constantly get pushed. They are kids. They do stuff like flood the bathroom and draw with permanent marker on the new entertainment center. Sometimes my frustration wins.
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