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.
Stick a fork in me, I'm done.
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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!
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