Once upon a time, Napmom bragged that every little boy should be born with a 10-year old sister. For a little over a year Napmom reveled in the closeness of the two siblings; how the little brother was so sweet and adorable and the older sister just doted on her little brother.
Then, one day, little brother started hitting his terrible twos and big sister started reaching for her teen years.
Now, a slightly deflated (emotionally, not physically) Napmom is singing a different tune. It is called, "What the Heck Was I Thinking?"
Coming soon - I will share with you a little story about my run-in with two people who I now like to refer to as Broom Hilda and Kenny Rogers.
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