Sometimes right before getting into bed, right after maybe I take a hot shower or soak in the Epsom salts, and after I rub the outer inside of my ear with a swab, and look at my face and put on my glasses and maybe while I'm brushing my teeth I wonder to myself why I was not nicer to my son during the day. Why I feel the need sometimes to be hard on him so that he won't be spoiled, so that he will know discipline. And all I want to do is go into his bed and sweep him up in my arms and kiss his perfect face.
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I think this is your most universal blog entry. A beautiful sentiment.
Thanks Sam.
Actually, I'd always figured it was the one about Nicole Richie's bottom.
a close second...
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