Just when I think I can't take it anymore. You know with all the working, laundry, deciphering school paperwork, dinner making, child back talking, impending summer entertain three kids all day kick- off and so on and so forth... Jack comes up with this: "Mom, I wish I was a baby kangaroo and you had a pouch."
In one second it makes it all worth while, thanks Jack.
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