Feeling kinda rough today. The news that an 8-year old boy was killed in the explosions yesterday hit me pretty hard. I can see my family in the same situation, with kids and one parent cheering on the other parent when the unthinkable happens. There are no words, just pain by proxy. I can't even imagine.
* In case you, like me, have always wondered.
* So this is ... specific. (True fact: this is my go-to request in all situations where one might be asked to request a song.)
* Well you can just rock me to sleep.
* We were very lucky to be able to afford a wonderful day care/preschool. Most aren't.
* Tracy Moore nails it.