I think my book will be about the special moments between Reagan and me:
I was holding her in my arms the other day as she cried about a friend being mean to her. I was telling her how sometimes friends are mean. I went on and on about girls, individuals versus groups and the dynamics and new friends..... told her to listen to her heart when choosing friends. Little tears fell down her face and I get this response: "Mommy, why do you have hair growing in your nose?"
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