Thank you, kidlets, for just being you. Thank you for playing cars under my feet as I tried to make stuffing. Thank you for screaming "mamamamamama" every time I left your line of sight.
Thank you for eating everything under the sun EXCEPT the turkey dinner. Thank you for fighting naptime and opting to stay awake and be unreasonable.
And thank you most of all for making me something I never in a million years thought I would be.
A happy mommy of 2.
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