"It was one of the worst days of my life. The washing machine broke down, the telephone kept ringing, my head ached, and the mail carrier brought a bill I had no money to pay. Almost to the breaking point, I lifted my one-year-old into his high chair, leaned my head against the tray, and began to cry. Without a word, my son took his pacifier out of his mouth and stuck it in mine."
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
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Aawwww. I love the quote and the picture. Sometimes (this is awful) when I'm mad at Lizzy, she'll stroke my arm and look up in my face and say in a sweet little voice, "It's okay, Mommy, it's okay!" And then everything is okay. :)
ReplyDeleteI love how Audrey comes up to me now to give me a hug and she pats my back! :)
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