me. I was the last mom to pick up my kid on the first day of day camp. It gets worse: he was crying. Nearly tore my heart to shreds. I promised we'd bake cookies together to make up for it. We made a batch of the best SnickerDoodles ever! I thought that would ease the guilt but it hasn't. I'll do better tomorrow, I promise.
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How bad a mom can you be if you spend hours documenting your kids' lives? So you came late one day-- believe me, when you show him in 20 years this blog and the photos of him reading 7 Habits in the bathroom, he will forgive you for any guilty actions...
Look, I barely have time to say hello to my kids-- too busy publishing the yearbook, submitting budgets to the board, trying to hire personell, etc.- at least you take pictures of your kids! And by the way-- can we have the Snicker Doodle recipe? Just in case I have a guilty mommy moment it will come in handy...
Now confess-- did you come late again to pick him up the next few days or were you early or at least on time? True Teshuva is not repeating the offense, so let's hear the truth...
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