The days are clipping by so fast; it’s hard to believe that Thanksgiving is in only two weeks. The difficult-to-manage four-year-old turns five next week, which is just unbelievable to me. So, I’ve survived the “first five years” SIX TIMES OVER. That’s a lot of tying shoes, a lot of boo-boo kissing and a lot of folding tiny clothes. A lot of diapers and potty training and cleaning up accidents. A lot of little hands reaching up to tug at my clothes, and arms outstretched asking “hold me”. A lot of standing over a tiny person – the water running, rubbing two little squirmy, soapy hands in-between my grown-up […]
