Musings from a servantless, stay-at-home, cooking-obsessed mom
I just went in to each boy's room, quietly got into bed beside him and snuggled to beat sixty. I was trying mightily to not bother but also wake him up. Neither budged, and I've got yet another evening of cuddles unknown -except to me- for my memory bank.
musings from a stay-at-home, cooking-obsessed mom
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