Supermom

Here I am navigating through the morning rush hour to make it to my son's 8:00 a.m. dental appointment on time:


Here I am, with Peter in the next room, disabling the battery to the obnoxious talking car someone gave him for his birthday. One wrong move, and the car's loud eruption would have brought my son hither, foiling the operation:


Here I am avoiding creaky footboards as I escape the bedroom after nursing Peter to sleep:

House Shopping

An exercise for your marriage.

That's all I have to say.