I’ve got nothing to say, really. Ordinary life happens daily. I figure sometimes it’s pointless to write about it. Here’s one of the things I did today; after many months of thinking about it, I finally got around to doing it. (Good mothers cleanse the spittle off their kids’ toys more often than that.) I’m aiming for the Adequate Mother award.
I’m happy to inform you that although you aimed much higher, you have won the Inadequate Mother award. Just as you suspected, you were the only contender. Consider yourself blessed.
My goodness. I won!
Wait…moms are supposed to clean the toys? Huh.