…or should I say, The Victims?!?!
My son was born in 2003.
He never slept a lot and fit the mold of the “active” baby. Yay for me!
As I adjusted to life with him, I completely understood why sleep deprivation was a form of torture.
He continues to keep my hoppin’. Presently he’s obsessed with Pokemon Go.
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My daughter was born in 2006. She was the World’s Sweetest Baby!
But then she became a toddler and all hell broke loose.
I admire her fierce devotion to her big brother.
She loves singing, animals, and wants to grow up and become a rock star veterinarian (you go, girl!).
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On this blog, I may get sarcastic and snippy at times, but there are plenty of other times when I may gush. I love my kids to pieces and am grateful for them, my husband, the cat, and even our frogs. Thanks for reading!
