Sunday, August 5, 2012
Waiting for the door to close
It's Sunday night. We had a great time as a family this weekend. We laughed we cried and we were a parental unit. I don't know when he'll hold my hand. I don't know when I'll get a kiss from him. I hate not knowing. I think he's going to stay the night tonight. But I am not sure.
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