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Proud Momma moment.


The boys were playing some matching game and they had to name a cat. The adult/momma in me started to cry as I prepared myself for verbal fisticuffs and tears. Knowing each boy was going to offer their favorite animal, I wondered how this would end. Past experiences indicated that it would not end well.

I took a breath and listened in.

B: Snake

T: Sharky

B: Snarky?

T: OK!

I don't think I have ever been more proud. Not because of the teamwork and solution, but because they named the cat Snarky. My work here is done.