One thing that lights up my whole morning. When I open the door to the kids room, and my youngest yells “mommy” with such emotion that it cancels out all the tough moments before and after. She waves her arms, and as I pick her up she kicks her little legs like an excited frog. She wraps her arms around my shoulders, lays her head down, starts patting my back with one hand while she whispers, “I live you mommy. Mommy. Mommy. Mo.my, I love you.”

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