Saturday, March 29, 2003

isn't it funny how it all depends on the spin you put on things, the spin you put on yourself, am I a good mother or bad?
like when I am using the computer and they both go downstairs and I can hear them of course but not see them, and Liam asks me for a bowl of cereal and I say hang on a mimute and Nash says I'll get it and Liam says okay, and yes, some milk gets spilled but nobody hits or cries or insults, and they clean it up in their half assed way and then come back upstairs and report to me and I feel like, I COULD feel like I'm neglecting them, but really, it feels good to give them that space. you know?
they are growing up.

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