Do any of you have any idea how exhausting it is to chase two rambunctious little boys when you're five months pregnant? I mean, I'm sure some of you do, at least one that I know of for sure. This is what I see far too often--my children sprinting away from me, oblivious to my calls to 'slow down, wait for Mommy, please be good'. They're wonderful children, don't get me wrong, but some days I wish that I could bottle just a tenth of the energy they display every day. I would sell it at an exorbitant profit, buy a house, a second car, and take everybody in my family on a cruise. Then I would retire, and Ammon would never have to work again.
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