How much am I prepared to potentially scar my kid, for the sake of my ego?
It’s the question that has been keeping me up at night. Because, let’s face it, I am prepared to scar her just a little bit, and apparently I don't deserve to sleep like other human beings.
In this particular case, I cannot scar her.
I’ve decided I’m going back to work, well actually, work has chosen me and I’ve been made an offer I can’t refuse. And no, it’s not working for the Godfather, at least not that I'm aware of.
No offense Tiny Monster, I do love you but I cannot spend my days playing clapping games, or making stuffed toys talk, or counting down the minutes until nap time. I really did enjoy our hour-long conversation this morning which consisted of...
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