Sometimes I look at Micaela´s clothes at the end of the day and I think that if they’re filthy - covered in mud from playing in the garden, or covered in paint from swishing a paintbrush to and fro over her amazing pieces of art, or covered in sticky juice from nibbling on a mandarine specially bought by her great granddaddy - then I’ve done something right.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
How I measure my parenthood
Sometimes I look at Micaela´s clothes at the end of the day and I think that if they’re filthy - covered in mud from playing in the garden, or covered in paint from swishing a paintbrush to and fro over her amazing pieces of art, or covered in sticky juice from nibbling on a mandarine specially bought by her great granddaddy - then I’ve done something right.
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