My sweet 7 year old spent the night away from home last night. It wasn’t the first time. Hello, I’m not one of those crazy, clinging mothers’. She has spent at least 6 or 7 nights away, that’s practically one a YEAR! But while I SENT a 7 year old, I RECEIVED a 12 year old back.


What’s up with the fancy hairdo?


A manicure? I thought you hated manicures!


I may have to sit down a minute. It’s happening too fast. I want my 7 year old back!


Hey, what are you doing?


I am NOT a Chickfila sandwich. You can not EAT me.


Stand down, child. Get back!




And just like that she’s 7 again. Whew.


She had me worried.

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