I can’t just lay in bed all day. I have kids and responsibilities. Even if I didn’t, I still can’t stay in bed all day.
Say their names and I see a snapshot from long ago. Their ages far exceed my my memories.
You don’t know what’s missing because you don’t even realize a piece should be there.
Ironically, it feels selfish…when it’s the most selfless thing you can do.
Being a zany dad during lighter times makes me approachable during those heavier ones.
She has passions and goals of her own. Some of them, I completely relate to. Others are more of a surprise.
Whatever your situation is, no matter how universal it might feel, know that it’s different for almost everyone.
To quote Out For Justice, maybe it’s mood swings, maybe it’s hormones, maybe it’s the need to impose her will. Whatever it is, this little princess is turning three shades of raging.
The smiles are the same and their faces, while different sizes, are almost the spitting image of one another.
Sometimes those golden sentiments of happy-happy joy-joy work in the opposite direction.