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.
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Heidi
Sigh. My kids are still upset that they don’t get to have a stepmom!