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32 days

That is a record.

I haven't posted a bit in 32 days. Can't say that I haven't thought about it but just am in a writing funk and can't think of anything to say. My little muse is growing up and saying very serious and not so many silly things these days.

My baby is growing up and I can honestly tell you I am not liking it. Well, I am liking it a little bit (I can relax a little bit when he walks out the front door), however I want my snuggly little guy back who would give me kisses whenever I wanted them and wouldn't be embarassed to hug mom when she was leaving. I am also no longer "mommy" but now just mom.

Short and to the point - MOM.

Comments

Karen said…
Crap. Make him stop, Susan. Tell him that he can't grow up.

Please?
1:42 PM
bobbione8y said…
i check the blog every day. just in case :)

i will pray for a time-slowing machine at your house. be prepared for the good AND the bad with that...!
6:30 AM
Kim G said…
I feel for you buddy. My little man still lets me hug and kiss him at school, but he won't let me come eat luch. Go figure. I am so not ready for him to grow up too fast.
2:40 PM
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