So the other day it occurred to me just how easy life is these days. I just woke up and realized that Benjamin is a thousand times "better" than he used to be. A year ago and he was such a bear most of the time. Everyone knows that he's always been an active child (understatement of the year) and that his attention span has always been short, but it seems as if the older he gets, the easier life gets with him. I have always heard most Moms complain that the older the child gets, the harder life seems to be, so I'm ecstatic to say the complete opposite is happening with us. It's not an ordeal to take him to the grocery store anymore. We can go to the park and he will play with other children. I can do housework and not be scared that he's hanging from the chandelier.
Life is good, folks. I have no complaints.
18 years, a letter to Fred
9 years ago
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