I've been dealing with these thoughts all day long. I'm not having a very great day, but cannot really explain why. I'm sad, but happy to see my children laugh at each other.
I'm mad, but am so delighted to listen to Grace say, "I'm just gonna put soap on her ponies and tails."
I am reeling over this Stellan McKinney story.
I cry at the drop of a hat.
I took the kids to play at the playground and it rained. I cried.
I cannot help but put myself in Jennifer McKinneys place. What would I do. Who would I want to talk to about it?
She talks to ALL of us.
Would I do that?
I'm not sure I could.
I think I'll be reading more of MckMama and trying not to judge how she does things, or wonder if she would be my friend if we lived near each other. I'll leave it at a blog friendship, pretty one sided, but still. I'm praying for her and her family and her little boy.
My little children are in the tub as I type having a grand ol time.
Here are a couple pictures to look at

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I love you and your kids and I'm glad you're healthy. But if you weren't, I'd move to Saginaw.