Journal Entry 7

Being a parent is like being a cop. A police officer never stops being a police officer and you never stop being a parent.

It rules, sometimes infects, all aspects of your life. I caught myself singing Raffi in front of my business partner the other day. I speak to my cats like I speak to my baby when I play with them. “Who’s a good cat?” I say as I shake a cat toy.

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