There is nothing quite like going to check on your precious children just before you are ready to collapse from exhaustion. The little faces, sound asleep, always look so angelic and it melts the heart no matter how tough the day was.
It is far less special to go check on them and find one covered in vomit after puking in his sleep. Such joy to clean up that up from the floor, wall, bed, bedclothes and child as the clock gets closer to midnight.
Can you tell which experience I had last night?
Oh, the joys of being a parent.
Monday, January 16, 2012
Swell
Posted by Brenda at 4:21 PM
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