I was up at six, and had dinner cooking by 7:30. The girls were down for a nap by 10:15, so I went to the gym and was there until 1. I came home and took the girls for a long walk in the park, up to the playground, where we shared ice cream, played on slides and swings, then walked home. We got home and the girls ate bean soup before I gave them a bath. I have a load of laundry going, but it's probably time to switch it out. It can wait. I'm sitting here for a minute, eating my not-salty-enough soup, typing these thoughts, resting. Just for a moment.
Except G wants to nurse. It's 6 o'clock. I'm going to let her, and if she really does go to bed, well, I won't argue. I'm tired too.
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Please don't make me cry.