In which a writer and mother of five expounds upon too many topics, in time she doesn't have, for no known reason.
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Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Growing Up
I came into the living room and saw that there were aquarium rocks all over the wooden floor. I barked my Little Guy's name, about to go into a rant.
"Mom!" he interrupted, "Can't you see I'm being responsible? I'm cleaning it up!"
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