My teeny tiny baby is going to kindergarten next year.
I need a moment.
Talk amongst yourselves I'll give you a tawpic: the cold war was neither cold, nor war. Discuss.
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OK I'm back.
What a day it's been. I've cried my eyes out twice.
I've held onto my two little babies and cried because their tiny little voices, their little tiny man-ness just goes so quickly that all I wanted to do was hold on and squeeze that moment for as long as I can.
Right now they are still 5 & 3 but tomorrow, they will be 25 & 23 and then the day after that they will be 45 & 43 (and their tiny butts won't be nearly as cutesy as they are now).
I want so badly to stop time.
But today, I will just hug.
Really, really hard.
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