blogger mom

My two older boys have come upstairs crying, each on a different nights, scared. They are scared of who might be outside our house and are afraid that they are not safe.

We sit outside and look at the fireflies and listen to the crickets. I tell them they are safe.

It was just Riley and I in the car today. He said, "Mom, remember in Franklinton when the neighbor choked me. I was so scared."

Wouldn't it be nice if we were given "do-overs" as parents?