last night i was doing the kids' laundry and i thought to myself i never get tired of finding cars and books in the bottom of my son's laundry basket. i never get tired of looking at my daughter's cheeks or...
...listening to my kids growling back and forth
...hearing my son's feet hit the floor
...looking at my husband's eyelashes
...my mom's lasagna
...the smell of autumn
i do get tired of cleaning however.
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