A insightful look into mothering children, surviving children, and a woman's life in general. Written by an in the trenches mother of three who's simply trying to dodge shrapnel and raise three fairly well adjusted human beings. Put on your flack jackets and enter the fray.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Out of the mouths of heathens
Accompanied by much screaming and crying.
Bug: He bit me, mama! Bubby bit me! Now I'll get ray-vies and die! Will you come see me when I'm dead? Can we have ice cream?