But what I loved most was coming home to my kiddos, who had been happily playing with Allerina all afternoon. I don't know how I'd survive without my littlest sis, or any of my sisters for that matter. When I got home, the boys tackled me--both of them. And they were both whimpering, and then crying, and then competing for a place in my arms. It felt so good.
ONCE upon a time, in a land not so far away, there was a queen. She lived a lovely life in her cottage sized castle with her husband and their three sons: Atrain the brave-heart; Jdog the jolly; and Doodle, the daring baby. The queen had a good heart, and she loved her boys with every piece of it. Every day in Frandsenland she works and plays and does her very best NOT to be evil. Sometimes she succeeds. This is her diary.
Monday, August 8, 2011
How to Train your Dragmom
No, I didn't dress in drag today. But I did do a lot of training: inventories, lock outs, check ins, door decs, building meetings, ice breakers, organizational values, duty schedules, etc. It was a big day. I met a lot of new people--young people, good people. They make me feel simultaneously old and energized. I really do like my job.
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