continuing the hailku theme...
I hadn't done one for my almost four year old. It is sort of a confession.
My middle child,
So endearing. But they say
Don't pick favorites.
Do you think it is wrong to have a favorite child or just natural and inevitable? I do my best not to let it show.
I haven't been around much because the kids have been taking turns being sick with a fever. So it has been demanding here.
We just got a bunk bed for the boys and are turning our family bed back into a marital bed. Hopefully this will lead to more sex! Before we had babies in our bed, we used to wake up in the middle of the night passionately making out with no recolection of who started it. Our chemistry has always been good like that. I miss it. Life is better when I am getting more.
Anyway, there is a pic of the bunk bed in my folder. I can't figure out how the hell to post it here.
So I have been avoiding the housework that has accumulated long enough and should get to it now. Hope you all are well...
xoxoxo
I hadn't done one for my almost four year old. It is sort of a confession.
My middle child,
So endearing. But they say
Don't pick favorites.
Do you think it is wrong to have a favorite child or just natural and inevitable? I do my best not to let it show.
I haven't been around much because the kids have been taking turns being sick with a fever. So it has been demanding here.
We just got a bunk bed for the boys and are turning our family bed back into a marital bed. Hopefully this will lead to more sex! Before we had babies in our bed, we used to wake up in the middle of the night passionately making out with no recolection of who started it. Our chemistry has always been good like that. I miss it. Life is better when I am getting more.
Anyway, there is a pic of the bunk bed in my folder. I can't figure out how the hell to post it here.
So I have been avoiding the housework that has accumulated long enough and should get to it now. Hope you all are well...
xoxoxo
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for reasons i don't want to go into on a public site, i was taken away and lived in foster care/children's homes for a few years as a kid. when i got out, i was sent to live with my father.
i didn't move into my mother's house until i turned fifteen. she just turned 35. i'm nineteen and living on my own now. we occasionally borrow eachother's clothes. it's fun.