Friday, March 6, 2009

All Alone With the Memory

I was going through some boxes in my preliminary spring cleaning, and I found a stash of old baby pictures of Cody and Bekka. There's a reason they're stuffed in a box - my kids were monstrous looking babies. I had almost completely erased the images from my head until I was faced with the hard evidence of how they used to look. It was bad enough when they were young, people lying to my face about how adorable they were. Liars, all of them. I know the truth. It would have been easier if they said "Sorry about your baby" rather than patronizing me with their empty, forced compliments. Jerks just spewing disingenuousness. I've got to burn these photos so I don't have to relive this nightmare again.

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