With my magic wand, I would ease the pain of Bert's teething, enabling a slumber for each of us in excess of 2.5 hours. Some recuperative sleep would offer necessary energy to direct my wand toward legitimate calamities: poverty, illness, mean people, and ignorance. And I mean world-wide, not just within my own family. Devilish laughter.
What would you do with your wand?
Andy, if you are reading this, I am certain I know what you would be doing with your magic wand. Soon.
In the midst of divorce, now, more than ever, my children look to me. "They look to me to see how merciful and generous I am in good times. They look to me to see how strong and faithful I am in bad times. They watch, they listen, and they model. Years from now I want my children to remember a childhood lived well, with a mother who was loving, consistent, devoted, funny, disciplined, playful, and totally present and emotionally available."(Kristin Armstrong)
altruisticly I would end pain and hunger. Selfishly, be thin. lol
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