Guess Which Day This Is. I Dare You.

For every day of parenthood you get filled with laughter and watching clouds drift by, you get at least an equal number of days where you consider your child and have to stop yourself from saying, “The grocery store is now your home, son.  May the wind always be at your back, and please remember with kindness those who did their best for you for the first four years of your life . . .”


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