One critic said the author “writes the past as if she lived it,” and I completely agree.
I can start the narrative, our narrative.
And this week’s example of Mama-not-being-able-to-control-her-circumstances?
I’m starting to feel like that wide-eyed, hyper soul who will trap you in a corner at a party to tell you every detail about something she’s learned.
Do you ever look at your spouse and think, “Wait. Who are you?”
I am the proud inventor of…
Well, it’s the internet, so I felt a bit skeptical.
OK, are we on week three or four?
My mama pride rejoices in my sneaky con.
If you’re the parent of small children, take a good look at them.