28
Feb
12

Sometimes…

Sometimes you have a rough night after a long week of wiping noses, holding, hugging, cuddling, and water pushing to help them all get through a tough illness. Sometimes your husband graciously lets you have first nap the next afternoon, and sometime, while you are napping, the house gets suspiciously quiet. Sometimes when you come down from your nap, after searching the house, you find this:

Sometimes you are keenly aware of just exactly how good you have it.


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