tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161302541470280750.post8875348519801018387..comments2023-07-06T08:28:15.848-04:00Comments on Mama days: truth tellingCali Lovetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10959377832026957593noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8161302541470280750.post-71091498615395914792012-02-05T22:57:55.057-05:002012-02-05T22:57:55.057-05:00Today, on our roadtrip, we saw a postcard that sai...Today, on our roadtrip, we saw a postcard that said "For god's sake- all I want to do is go to the bathroom without a kid following me in" and Thing 2 laughed and laughed. She asked me if I'd ever felt that way, and I was like, "Are you kidding me?" It was funny that she had no recollection of those days, and to her her early childhood is a halycon blur. I remember every failure, every snarl, every time I cried and yelled because they wouldn't let me even take a shower by myself. You're a great mom, and you have great kids- and your kids are going to remember the castle cakes and the fort in the yard. Someday they'll be big and it will be unimaginable to them that once, long ago, you were ornery because they wouldn't even listen to your own radio.ebphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06858624785461153837noreply@blogger.com