No one thanks you for the lights being on. They just blame you when they’re not.
It’s parenthood. If you have a kid, you do it.
I do it for the world and I do it for them. Messing these kids up just isn’t an option.
You go places you never thought you would. You become things you never dreamed.
It feels natural at this point to throw in an “I’m sorry to say”, but I’m not.
I remember being excited about my new Freazy Freakies. What type of frozen tundra did I live in?
What hurt the most was that I had accepted them.
I’ve never had a relationship as special as the unique ones I have with each of them.
It’s a path I never expected to travel, but am glad I had the courage to walk it.