When Your Heart Is Working Overtime
"Kiddo, your cheeks are so red," I say, brushing my fingers gently over the almost perfectly round spots that have developed after a day of windy bike riding, running, chasing, and occasionally dressing up as Spiderman or Green Lantern. Today has been one for the books, one of the best that we've had collectively in a while. Raising five children ranging from five years old to thirteen years old is no walk in the park. Often, if three out of five are having a good day, then we get to count that as a collective win.