Saturday, August 9, 2014

One day when my son was in kindergarten I was walking him to his class and a group of children were running in the hall. I mamaclapped my hands one good time and told them to go back and walk. My son looked up at me and said "you're not the mom of them." With my eyes stayed on the children walking toward us I replied, "yes I am."

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