
I was in my bedroom relaxing, when Noah's screams pierced the upstairs hallway. He'd had a nightmare and was frightened and crying. I grabbed my camera, because his little face just looked so pitiful. What a nice Mom, huh? Instead of comforting him, I was like, "Stay there, while I get my camera." Don't worry, eventually he got a hug!
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When he came in crying,id you say something to yourself "this will be a great pic for my blogpage"? If so, you have a problem!
That wasn't what I was thinking in this case. However, I find that having the blog makes me find more humor in bad situations, which is a tremendous blessing!
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