I was sitting on the freshly vacuumed (by my husband!) living room floor, folding a mish mash of little, pink, boy, big, soft & blue laundry with a buzz of life around me. A little girl jumping in the doorway next to me, a little jammie clad boy playing air drums and beatboxing while running circles around me, and my love unloading the dishwasher in the kitchen nearby.
My well of love inside me was over flowing and I just sat & smiled.
"I love our little family" I said with a sigh.
"Ya?" I heard him reply behind me, "it's all right I guess..."
Punk.
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