I was reading a knitting blog this morning, and came across the following thoughts of a mother who is nearing the end of her kiddie concert days. Will I be waxing nostalgic like this in 8 or 9 years?
BTW, I’ve definitely had the equivalent of her boot licking toddler experience. Not exactly the boot licking, but the grand meltdown in public. Corwin, in front of Memorial Stadium, on a cold wet February with an infant Charles and Jessika.