Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Slow down, girl.

The last week has been difficult. So much going on, and when it's time to relax and wind down after long days of working these children want to be taken care of. Talked to, fed, loved and such. It's exhausting.

Yesterday, a particularly average trying day. This happened.

Him/"I am done with you, kids."
L/ "I just want a baby brother. Then you can be done, okay."

No pressure. No, not at all.

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