Yes, my house is just like a hotel. Someone else is always living with US.
US is me, my husband of 14 years and our 11 year old son, Bobby.
We are a pretty normal family. The dysfunctional spectrum comes from family members. Whom we just can't seem to get rid of. Are our hearts to big? Maybe. Should we say no? Probably. But neither one of us can stop taking care of everyone else. So wipe your feet on the mat before you come in. It will be the craziest hotel stay you've ever had.
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