I stopped Will at the sink. I’d sent him to get a drink of water. “I want two kisses.” I told him. He looked at me and considered my request. “One, two.” I said and I leaned in, trapping him between me and the countertop and kissed him. He laughed.
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Just found your blog and had to say hello! I have four kids, too! Three are triplets and are autistic, nonverbal 16 year old boys. :) Come say hello!
I just came from Betsy's blog. I have enjoyed reading several of your posts.
I'm the mother of four, but raising them was a long time ago. I'm now enjoying be grandma to 9 and great grandma to two.
I will be back to share in your life as the mother of 4.
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