What I Do For Love

The love of a parent is profound. Our desire to make our kids smile is intense. The littlest things our kids do is like the moon landing. All these things collide in the mundane, daily routine of my life. The phases my son goes through are so short (except for that screaming in the middle of the night; that trend is hanging on longer than skinny jeans at a mall) that I’m happy to indulge them.  I’m exhausted and wearing crap clothes most of the time anyway, so why not?

3 thoughts on “What I Do For Love

  1. oh! my comment disappeared!

    anyway, I did this over and over when they were little.

    I bought volleyball kneepads so I wouldn’t tire.


    My “hay” was M&M’s, they loved feeding them to me open palmed. Just like a pony.

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