Friday, August 14, 2009
Company and Choas
My moments are assembling memories and categorizing them under The Good Old Days. The good old days before babies in backseats; dragging dogs through dirt; four a.m. feedings and necessary naps at noontime.
The good old days when it was just he and I.
The days before creating company and chaos.
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This kind of makes me want to cry. And kind of makes me not want to have children.
ReplyDeleteIn my mind, the good old days were with the babies in the backseat, messy dogs, and 4 a.m. feedings. Especially the naps at noontime!
ReplyDeleteThanks Mom.
ReplyDeleteYup, good old days definitely include babies in the backseat. "You should always nap when the baby naps" - I took this advice to heart!
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