Rare joys

Son#1 is celebrating his upcoming birthday next month in his class today.

I cheated and went to the Hema to buy instant happiness.

Bad mother that I am.

But, on the plus side, Son#1 and #2 went on a long bike ride with the husband and came home exhausted and semi-loving.

 Har har har.

Serendipity.

But then Son#2 had an asthma attack when they returned.

Son#3 spent the day crying all day yesterday, then fell asleep on my lap and stayed that way for more than an hour.

And Son#1 spent a lot of moments on the dining room chair for his aggressive behavior towards Son#2.

Limits must be set.

Another day, another dollar.

Yup.

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