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dear two little humans that i grew and had cut out of me,
please stop. stop learning. stop growing. stop moving. stop crying. stop smiling. stop singing. stop laughing. stop teething. stop puking (please?). stop hugging. stop rolling. stop playing. stop pooping (seriously.) stop looking at me. stop falling asleep with crackers in your mouth (but please, keep sleeping). stop slobbering on my legs. stop petting our puppy. stop. just... stop. stop being so perfect... i can't take much more, or my heart will explode.
love, mom.