Everything Else Can Wait

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This husband and I…

Rounded off Fryfest…with a trip to Halloween Land…oohed and aahed over all things scary…clowns…creatures…the big a** spider…getting a big…no way…

Laughed at the costumes…alien…old man…Spongebob and Teletubbies…bringing a reminiscent smile…

Admired the Ghostbuster wall…Little Buddy a fan…trying things out…wowing and oh cooling…when that buddy of mine…just stopped…

Leaned into a shelf…ran a hand over his head…and said…I’m tired…my feet hurt…and I just…want to go home…

And don’t we all feel that way sometimes…on the go…stretched too thin…we’re tired…just tired…and we want…to be home…

Take it from an 8 year old…a wise…8 year old…it’s ok…to be honest…with how you feel…

And when you need it…stay home…sit down…and rest those tired…weary…feet…because everything else…can surely wait…
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And that Little Buddy of mine…agrees…