My two year old recently said, "Momma. It's yucky. Right here. It's yucky". She was pointing to my unforgivably stubbly legs. Touching the prickliness and saying, I repeat, "It's yucky". She's right. And I am embarrassed.
Hey Christy, love your blog! I'm not in fact a mom, but I hear the guilt: I don't spend my time wisely enough, I don't do the chores enough, I'm not sweet enough to my husband, I didn't need that but I bought it anyway, I don't do enough at church, I'm wasting the gifts God gave me...blah blah blah. Although when my kitties point out that I haven't shaved my legs for a week, I shave the cats instead, which I guess you can't do to a child....
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Hey Christy, love your blog! I'm not in fact a mom, but I hear the guilt: I don't spend my time wisely enough, I don't do the chores enough, I'm not sweet enough to my husband, I didn't need that but I bought it anyway, I don't do enough at church, I'm wasting the gifts God gave me...blah blah blah. Although when my kitties point out that I haven't shaved my legs for a week, I shave the cats instead, which I guess you can't do to a child....
Anywho, keep up the blogging!
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