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Tiny I am not sure how Maranda does it every day, all on her own. I had spent less than a full day with her and both kids, and I was exhausted. Sure I had only gotten a couple of hours of sleep, but I was used to days like that. I have gone many days in my life where I have to run on a couple of hours of sleep, and never have I felt this tired by the end of it. And it wasn't even really the end of the day. Only one of the two kids was asleep. Haylee had fallen asleep in the truck on the way back to the house. Wes was still going and didn't look to be anywhere near ready to go to sleep. And even though I know, I could easily say I was going home and say goodnight and leave Maranda on her own. I wasn't a quitter. No matter how tired I was, I still wanted to spend time with her, which meant

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