Monday, March 27, 2006
no one wants me...
So, my son has a game he likes to play called "Coming to Visit." He will stand at the corner of our lot and walk up the sidewalk, ring the bell and come in as if visiting someone else's house. The heartbreaking part of this is that once you have welcomed him in he lately launches into a sad tale of woe about how his old parents didn't want him and now he has to come and live here forever. Yes, we realize it is his way of working through having a new baby in the house but none the less, it is heartbreaking to hear.
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I just snorted diet coke through my nose onto the keyboard.
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