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Monday, November 07, 2005

Aging



Seems like everytime I turn around the kids have changed. Their faces, their arms, their legs... who are these little people and what happened to my babies?! I'm having full fledge conversations, discussions... ok, arguments - about what types of pants or overalls she will or will not wear. I'd let her dress herself...only she shows up wearing shirts inside out and it's just quicker to lay something out. I know I'll have to stop soon, and it will probably be easier to start easing off now. *sigh* Well at least I can still dress the boy :)

posted by Heather @ 4:26 PM

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