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During the week I often find myself escaping to the world of "other family's lives." I try to figure out what's going on at home, what isn't going on, and what should be going on.

For a living, I care for other children and teach other children how to do things and ways to act that I think are becoming of a human being.

Some people call it Integrated Language Arts and others call it English.

However, anything that is taught to 13 yr olds should be called Social Work.

I am not qualified for this.

But after a week of trying to convince myself I am qualified and trying to act like I am qualified, I get to come home to what I am qualified to do - snuggle.

I get to come home and take care of my own children and husband and house and for 2.5 days I am able to pretend that is my only job.

Thankfully, one tool I was equipped with in my childhood was my imagination.

So excuse me for not writing so much, but I am losing snuggle time.