"Honestly, are you trying to destroy my house?"
Pure glee. This made me smile. The headache was still there. So was the marker on the couch. The day wouldn't get any easier… especially once nap time rolled around and getting a toddler to stay in his crib when it's no longer a cage is a conquest. But somehow those things were minimized with the memory of that little bare backside on the swing.
Sometimes it's the little things that get me through the day.
I think I'll even miss the mess.
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