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Slave Labor

My children don’t like it when anyone else watches them except me.  They are getting better about it, but there is usually some trepidation.  Carter will follow me around for an hour as I get ready asking when I’m going to leave.  Then sort of crying (aww).  Henry cries “mama” and it breaks my heart.  This weekend I was in the basement sewing a jon jon for Henry while Craig kept the kids upstairs.  I could hear them cry when they fought or got hurt and wail for me.  Sometimes I would roll my eyes and defiantly continue my work.  Usually, I would be torn and end up going up stairs to help. Read more…