We found mommy’s fuzzy (ugly) slippers. Apparently, we were able to discern that they were intended for our feet rather than in the toy box with the other 500 stuffed bears…we spent a good part of today putting our little fat foot inside and doing a frankenstein walk around the house with it on.
I'm a mom to four. A wife to one. I believe in story. I love telling you about mine and would love to hear yours. There's really no sense in wasting our suffering and not sharing in each other's joy. We're all in this together...even if it doesn't always feel like it.
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