Lauren and I have spent hours outside this afternoon, busy with Spring cleaning. A few moments ago, while working the manual edger on the driveway & sidewalk, I came to an intensely thick patch of grass. I announced, without thought, that I was getting pooped. Also without thought, Lauren (always quick to assist) came right over and gave me a full-fisted gauntlet in the bung. "Thanks, Lauren," I said. "Not that kind of pooped."
Kids are so literal.
{About Me}
- brookie
- Fairborn, Ohio, United States
- I'm a teacher by trade, writer at heart & mom in every sense of my being. I never considered writing as a profession, but after I got married and began moving around the country, I began sharing my adventures, misadventures & updates through a sort of e-mail newsletter. I found a true passion in unconventional story-telling that has followed me into motherhood.
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