My daughter, the sweetheart

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Sometimes, being a mom is rewarding in ways that make me want to cry.

 

I helped my teenage daughter put away all of her laundry and the next morning, I found this on my notepad. Yes, she misspelled “clothes” but it’s okay. It’s the thought that counts.

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