To my friend the Tart…
Most of you know the PokerTart. If you don’t you are missing out. Go visit her site at http://pokertart.blogspot.com/ Yesterday she asked a question.
Does it ever get easier?
How do you Moms and Dads out there do it?I’m STILL exhuasted, and grumpy, and I just want to sleep.
Please, please tell me it gets easier than this.
My response follows :
It does, but then you look at the kids and are in shock at how big they have gotten. You look with wide eyed amazement as the once little one you took care of start to give you advice.
And then you realize it never did hurt in the first place.
I want to follow up on these thoughts …
Yesterday when I was at the Simmons playing spades with Antonio Huffman as my partner, I was talking to my daughter on the phone. She asked me if she could ask Joanna a question and I asked Joanna if she would like to talk to Shelby of which she did.
But Tart, my precious NINE year old daughter asked my girlfriend “If when you and daddy get married, could I be a bridesmaid or a flower girl?”
They get so big, so mature and yet they are still the children that we palmed in our hands looking at with amazement when they were born.
Take these moments and enjoy EVERY single one of them.
Because those moments are such short and sweet and they will never happen again.
Just wait till she starts bringing home boyfriends…
Then you will know what headaches and feeling tired and sleepless is all about.
Sean
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