February 7th, 2008
As I was finishing up the last post, Alexa came up to me.
“I’m stunked,” she said.
Thinking she meant “stumped,” I corrected her.
“No, stunked,” she insisted. “It’s a Spanish word I made up for tired.”
That kid’s perfect.

I'm a kid who never thought she'd be married or a mom.
Now I'm both.
And that's just fine with me.
February 7th, 2008
As I was finishing up the last post, Alexa came up to me.
“I’m stunked,” she said.
Thinking she meant “stumped,” I corrected her.
“No, stunked,” she insisted. “It’s a Spanish word I made up for tired.”
That kid’s perfect.

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