Yesterday we were prepping the kids for a dinner at the home of some friends.
Tim: “They have a little girl, but she’s younger than you.”
Yoseph: “Uh-huh.”
Tim: “They have a little boy, too. He’s your age.”
Yoseph: “Okay. But do they have a stepmom?”
Tim: “Um, no. No stepmom.”
Yoseph, proudly: “Well, I do! I have a StepMolly!”
Yoseph can really push me to the edge; but he then says something that melts my heart, and the little booger draws me right back in, completely wrapped around his finger.
StepMolly 
Sigh. My kids are still upset that they don’t get to have a stepmom!
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