My Firstborn: He’s Growing Up, and I Love It

8 years old.  It’s a sweet spot. I love my 4 and 2 year old. SOMETIMES, I like them. Honestly though, not ALL that often. (But SOMETIMES I do, ok?) It’s true, there’s nothing cuter than the fat-bellied, short-legged physique of my 2-year old.  He’s learning new words every day…heck, new sentences.  Paragraphs.  It’s fascintating […]

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