There are plenty of stressful moments a parent experiences. My daughter has plenty of "terrible two" episodes, but they are far outweighed by those precious moments in time that you cherish and hold in your heart. Last night at our "sick refuge" aka "Granny's house" R and I were making cookies (taking tollhouse dough and putting it on the pan) and she looks at me and smiles and says "I love making cookies with my Mom". I can't fully explain how those moments affect me.
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