As of right now there are four generations of my family living in the same house with me. My grandmother (Nannie), my parents (Nana Mama
Never in my life did I think I would be sitting in my living room at eight o’clock in the evening
My feral child is playing outside while I write this. He is butt-ass naked. It is probably about 55 degrees outside, and that’s being generous.
We have 7 fish, 1 shrimp, 1 turtle, 3 dogs, and 3 kids. My house is full. My heart is full.
I have no idea what mother’s intuition is. I want it, and I think maybe I have it sometimes… but other
I’m sitting in my chair in the living room listening to my youngest son scream at the top of his lungs.