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Chicken And Orange Juice

It’s not about words. It’s about communicating.

No blankies in sight. That’s when he goes on the hunt like Elmer Fudd at Bed, Bath, and Beyond.

He wants what he wants when he wants it and will ask you repeatedly.

Even when I play-fight with him, he giggles and wraps his arms around me for hugs.

It’s not even five in the morning. Let the games begin.

Then again, it’s hard being a parent at all. Actually it’s hard just being alive sometimes.

It’s times like this when I’m forced to bare witness to the barest of witnesses.

Defending the home team isn’t just about the people who live in your actual home. It’s about the people who live in your heart.

He’s my guy, so of course, I give in…momentarily.

This wasn’t a debate or disagreement. This was performance art.