May
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I looked over at the couch and saw my oldest daughter working on her math paper. Then I realized I was looking at my youngest.
When did her legs get that long? When did her pudgy baby hands stop being pudgy? When did she stop moving like a little kid? When did she start looking like a big kid?
Where is my baby? Where did all that time go? Where did the tears in my eyes come from? Where did I put that box of tissues?
May 2nd, 2008 at 3:08 am
Oh yes, I know that feeling.
May 2nd, 2008 at 4:15 am
Where did you put that box of condoms? Because you are sounding distinctly clucky…
May 2nd, 2008 at 5:58 pm
Dan - It’s a side-effect of parenting I suppose.
Amelia - The condom drawer is fully stocked. No more for me!