In the beginning, there was a mom of four who was also a student... not of children, but of nursing. Children, by now, she knew like the back of her hand... or the stretch marks on her belly. She sat down at night to do her homework beside her four children. She attended classes, back to school night, cleaned up poop and vomit (not necessarily at home!) and made a lovely diarama of igneous versus metamorphic rocks - all on the same day. This is the story of my life. Hopefully, you'll think it's funnier than I do - I'm just trying to survive one day at a time!
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
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