August 19, 2010 - The Language of Guilt (My Guilt)

So I found out what language my guilt speaks today. Nothing like knocking your child's head into a door frame to get your guilt a talkin'.

My guilt speaks the language of sweets. And a big bowl of cream cheese icing translated perfectly.

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Hey, don't judge. You didn't hear how loud she cried. Ah, but get Georgia licking icing off of my finger and that door frame.... completely forgotten.

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