Painfully Bittersweet Zit
I’ve been pretty much banned from writing about the teenager people in my family. I won’t mention names, they know
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I’ve been pretty much banned from writing about the teenager people in my family. I won’t mention names, they know
My youngest son turned 9 in December. He’s a big boy. His sandy brown hair tickles my chin when we
He clings to me, nuzzling his face into my hair. His freshly brushed teeth leave a minty heat on my
Hands. Sweet, tiny hands. Fingers curled around mine. Baby hand against Mommy hand. Marveling at the perfection. Amazed at how