Posted on Wednesday, 13th January 2010 by Catherine
There was stuff everywhere. After having 11 people in our house for a week I had work to do. I’d also been sick with the stomach flu, and the everyday picking up of our house had been neglected.
It was a “get stuff done” type of day.
Then my two-year-old came up and said, “Read to me mommy.” There he stood with his big blue eyes, holding a book. My heart melted.
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