December 2011
3 posts
So.
If I had wanted to be a mother at this age, I would be. Make no mistake about that.
But if I wanted to be a mother at this age, my child would be a toddler, not a boy in his twenties.
And I probably would get a hell of a lot more respect.
When I was a little girl
I went to the public library with my kindergarten class.
And then I made my Mom bring me, and I showed her the back door, and toured her all around the children’s section and told her all about all the books and reminded her to be quiet. And she let me, and acted like she had no idea the back door existed, or that she had ever been in the library before. Because I have the best Mom...