Sitting here on my neighbor's front porch supervising a couple of mine and a couple more playing Mommy Daddy Kitty Cat. Pondering why it's easier to take apart and repair a washing machine then it is to deal with two head strong four year olds. Yep, the best part of my day was repairing a neighbor's washer. Those things can't whine and say, "Noooooooooo!". Sigh.
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Kids are tough. It's the hardest job we mother's will ever have. It's also the most rewarding. My almost 24 yr old told me the other day, she was glad I was a strict mom and understands now why I was. We had some rough teen years (lots of power wars), but she turned out ok. :) So glad! Love the scrappy pages... hang in there, Jen!
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