Labor Day, and other “lesser” holidays, are a little sad for me, because my kids don’t come home. They are too far away to be able to travel hundreds of miles for the three-day weekend. Even by plane, the time spent traveling eats a large portion of the visit.
When I received these texts on Monday, I was happy to spring into action; something about feeding your chicks makes a mom feel content.
Now, they are waiting for the package to arrive.
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