Let The Masks Fall Off
Sitting at my computer this afternoon, tea steaming beside my keyboard while children nap soundly upstairs you could be deceived by the state of my heart just a few hours ago. Around 3 am I woke to a little voice beside my pillow, whispering a regretful and recently all too common phrase; "Mommy, I tinkled in my bed." With a sigh and reassuring pat, I pull the fox sleepin...
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