Every morning, without fail, my two year old asks, "Mommy, you going to work?" She looks up at me with those big brown droopy eyes, and frowns with genuine concern. It breaks my heart every time I answer, "Yes, Vicky." I feel guilty to leave her when she pleads: "I wanna stay with you", "I … Continue reading Quality versus Quantity
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Tentacles
My son and oldest daughter drew these pictures of me. You may have guessed my 4 year old boy, Gaby, drew the one on the left. "Mommy, it's you. You have 14 legs." If you count, there are actually fifteen tentacles, which is good because that means I've got at least one arm. I look … Continue reading Tentacles