Why do the little things have to be a battle, My daughter was perfectly fine this morning until I told her to get a jacket, it is cold out and we are all fighting colds and whatnot, you would have thought I ask her to chop off her arm, she ranted and raved and then went and got it, I am sure to some it was probaly a battel not worth it, but you know it is cold I am her mom, she needed a jacket, we have another three day weekend ahead of us, she will be gone tomorrow night to a youth group thing, but then we have nothing planed for the weekend, so hopefully it will be calm, these kids, I tell you, I do not think I would have any excitement in my life if it were not for her, sometimes you just want to find someone just like them and throw them in room together so they could see what it is like to live with someone like them, I do love her and we have some smooth days but I am always ready for that to change,.
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