If you have young children, hug them for me will you? No, I'm not a creepy, old lady. Well, I am aging and a little strange, but not like that. I just miss my children being young.
I know, kids are messy, loud, demanding, whiny, and in-your-face. You never really sleep, for fear of all that might befall them. You never can afford nice stuff and the nice stuff you have, they break. They juggle Grandma's Limoges. The car, yard, house are always trashed. They write in lipstick on your brand-new wallpaper. They paint their nails and spill on the carpet. Read on I Miss my Little Children (warning, Sappy Mom Raga)