In the house filled with dust bunnies and comfort and love I live with my baby boy. Sometimes there are more dust bunnies than comfort. Sometimes theres drool on the wall and food on the floor and toys scattered throughout the house. Sometimes theres puppy eyes and guilty faces and zoomies as my 200 lb toddler barrels through the house nearly bringing the whole thing in around us at times. Sometimes hes sick and I make him soup and snuggles and we watch How Its Made together because its his favorite show. Sometimes I cant be home with him and he stays alone with his face in the window waiting for me to come back. Sometimes thie house is filled with more dust bunnies than comfort, but it is always filled with love
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