...of no spills.
...of no whining.
...of no bickering.
ONE day of any ONE of the above would greatly improve my sanity.
Thankfully, other things that improve my sanity happen every day. Like this afternoon, when I gave the girls ice cream for dessert. Amelia suddenly got a brain freeze and started crying and holding her head. I picked her up and held her, and as she was still sobbing, she pointed to her bowl, with ice cream still in her mouth and said, "One more bite, Mommy. One more bite." Poor girl. She's inherited Daddy's sensitive teeth AND Mommy's insatiable appetite for ice cream that doesn't even have respect for PAIN.
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