So yesterday all these people were walking up to me at work telling me "Congratulations." I thought, "For what?"
Reagan told his teacher, the librarian, the assistant, and a parent I know that I was having a baby.
Yeah, I am not. When I said I wasn't, he started to bawl in front of everyone! (Now I feel like a horrible person.).
So how do you begin to tell a four year old that I really can't have children and the money tree in our backyard stopped growing so adoption is out of the question?
Don't get me wrong, I would love, love, love a baby! But these ages are really growing on me. (And my age isn't getting any younger!)
christmas 2015
9 years ago
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