Last night at 3:00 a.m. I discovered there is a spot in the middle of my hallway where I can hear all three of my boys snoring. The loudest? Ironically, Tucker. Then my own personal white noise machine, Joshie. Finally, Hudson. Standing there, eyes half open I sorta laughed, sighed, and cried all at the same time. It was like I discovered all that is stressful and wonderful in my life in one specific place.
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at least all three snorers weren't in the same bed with you as seems to be happening too often around here lately....that is when I leave and go to the nearest empty bed :)
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