Sunday, February 24, 2008

Killing Me...

When I put Anthony to bed this evening, he said something that broke my heart. I've worked the past two evenings, and he's been WELL asleep when I got home (11 pm). He said tonight, "Mommy, you weren't here last night and the night before. So I sang to myself. I'm glad you're here tonight to sing to me. I love when you sing."

Stick a fork in me, I'm done.

1 comment:

Furlongs said...

you can't please everyone especially your children. from one working mom to another you do what you can, and do your best, and hopefully he will grow up to be a strong independent working man from all of the things he learned from you!