So I'm going through my reader feeds while feeding Ranger, and I come to NYC Mom's post titled Ask When.
I now have five more gray hairs and will be sitting beside my son's crib counting his breaths until he's 18. Well, by then I'm sure he'll have a regular bed.
I don't watch news, so I avoid most of the horrible happened to some body's kid/husband stories. But every now and then one of those stories slips into something I do read, and then I'm up all night fighting an internal war between wanting to raise a Free Range Kid, and wanting to wrap my kid up in cotton until he's married.
Gulp. I just read that post. It's so hard not to helicopter when you read stuff like this.
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