There is a reason why sleep deprivation is a torture device, people. Think about it.
Holy sweet Baby Jesus, today is a marvelous day!!!! The world is a beautiful place!!!!!!!!
Meanwhile, there's the other one. The older one. She is running cross-country this fall for the first time.
She's the blondie in black shoes. I screamed maniacally for her as she ran by. I think she loves that.
Kids. There's nothing like them. Sometimes you put them in boxes in a vain attempt to hang onto your mind and get through the next few minutes, and other times you shout out loud your support for all the world to hear. Much to their dismay. I'm not sure which is the truest indicator of a loving parent.