With all I've had to do in the last few weeks concerning the upbringing of one 8 year old, I kept saying to myself, "I'm too old for this!" Then I realized, "I was too old for this even when I was young!" Raising four kids in my twenties equates to raising one in my sixties -none of it easy! A massage, a manicure, a pillow, or a minute to myself would be wonderful right about now.
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