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Only because today was a shit show in family medicine land. Hope it makes you smile.

As the storm ended, Henry put his 7 year old arm around my shoulder and said “mom you’re as rich to me as a diamond crusted ballsack”

No one will know precisely what that means. I hate the term ball sack (so they use it all the time), and I would think a diamond crusted one would be ouchy.

But in the moment it was said with such love, as we looked at this view. And I thought, I’ll take it. When you live with all boys, sometimes a diamond crusted scrotum is all you can hope to be.


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