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In less than twenty-four hours I landed in San Antonio, went to a wedding with authentic Mariachis and an awesome country band, complimented the bride on her kicking cowgirl boots, had a mild fight with my husband, made-up (and out) with my husband, groused about people letting their three old’s run crazy in hotels at seven AM –like my own three year old has not done the same thing, walked barefoot back through security, and was in the air again on my way home.

It was what you might call a whirlwind trip, and you never even knew I was gone–but I was and now I am tired.   Which means you get a cheater NaBloPoMo post  tonight.

I have no idea who this kid is, or where he is–but I do know how this mama feels.  Most people can spot a breastfed baby pretty easily, but this child makes it TOO easy!

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