To my dear daughter, As you grow, many boys will enter your years. They will speak words of love and passion, of wanting you–all of you. Their sex will be lacking. Believe me, dear girl, I know what crazy hot lovemaking is made of. Until the boy can assure you of the following, it is… Continue reading Crazy Hot Sex
The winds are blowing in great gusts. The leaves falling by the masses. We run fast, trying to catch them mid-air. We cannot grab a single one. They are too quick, the wind scattering them in all directions. No matter. You laugh and squeal until the wind takes a moment’s rest. “Momma!!!” You point to the… Continue reading Chasing Leaves
Boston is going as “Elsa” tomorrow. Of course she is Elsa. My house has been overtaken by the Frozen star.We have bags, socks, shirts, puzzles, singing microphones, the doll, the book, the dress. My daughter is three. Not three going to be four next week. No, three just last month three. Isn’t this still the age of… Continue reading Second Fiddle to Elsa’s Frozen Charm
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