How about I write a book: Tales of a Real Mother: A View from the Not-So-Cheap Seats.
Too on the nose?
My aunt Connie told me "mother" was a bad word when I was 12 or 13. She said if a boy said it, I should slap his face and tell him not to talk like that around a lady. It was a long time before I got the difference between you mother and my mother. Kind of like dam and damn.
(sigh)
Life was so simple then.
4 comments:
Life is simpler than we make it.
I love that you can still be funny in the midst of this. I love the title. I love you.
Nothing wrong with being "on the nose."
Love.
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