Like many mothers, there have been many times when I haven’t listened to my kids. The whining, crying, pulling, and grabbing would result in my zoning out and wishing for the Calgon moment.
My daughter used to have a small bedroom crowded with American Girl Dolls and their accessories ( I should’ve taken stock in that store), 3 doll carriages, 2 doll cribs, and an abundant of toys. Never mind the clothes, shoes, chachky items from McDonalds. You get the picture. Since I could never see the blue…
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