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The littlest things.
- May 25, 2008 at 5:01 PM
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This is the post I had just finished writing in the AAPA group when I got the first whiff of smoke.
My little man is sick. High temp, coughing and CLINGY!!
As I sit in front of the computer trying to take a quick cafemom break, Alix shoves the keyboard aside and climbs on my lap. "Really? Not even for 2 minutes? " I grump.
He sighs a happy little sigh as he snuggles deeper against me, wraps his arms around my neck and starts playing with my hair. As he leans his warm little face against mine it happens. All annoyances, frustrations, and anxieties fade away, leaving only a deep, quiet happiness.
I love my child.
As I sit in front of the computer trying to take a quick cafemom break, Alix shoves the keyboard aside and climbs on my lap. "Really? Not even for 2 minutes? " I grump.
He sighs a happy little sigh as he snuggles deeper against me, wraps his arms around my neck and starts playing with my hair. As he leans his warm little face against mine it happens. All annoyances, frustrations, and anxieties fade away, leaving only a deep, quiet happiness.
I love my child.
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Aaaw, he is sweet.
I have those moments too. Where I am wanting to pull my hair, and bang my head in the wall from their tantrums and behaviors. And one just has to look at me with her heart in her eyes and a big koolaid smile and I am a sucker.
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