As in, the shit I deal with as a mother, which I guess still sounds like taking a shit.
Enjoy your writing style and as grandfather watching our newest generation it does remind me of raising my two boys. And all the things I miss. The bad times fade into “who cares”.
Enjoy your writing style and as grandfather watching our newest generation it does remind me of raising my two boys. And all the things I miss. The bad times fade into “who cares”.